Luyện nghe bài hát Swing

She to and her
Whole was how she remembered it
She had a full of fur
And she was

She parked her
Across spaces posted for motorcycles only
And jumped out,
"What the cus could make a nice
Like us so lonely?"

Are you weary as
In a left dripping
With an incessant
a sad record skipping

And an ugly and
And shadowy
like a troll under the bridge
Between your heart and your

Please dumb blind sir
Lend little miss a bit of Christmas
been a real good girl
But now stuck here

The is so little and still
Mysterious and as ever before
Like an unmarked full of pills
On the shelf right next to the
You were for

Swing the groove 'round
I can reach it
When I get my ass back on
I'm gonna it

Swing 'til I get the money
To buy me and my a moon full of honey
Then I'm turn the nagging voices
my head

That me to bed and say
You suck, blah, blah,