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
three spaces posted for motorcycles only
And out, shouting
"What the cus make a nice girl
Like us so lonely?"

Are you as water
In a left dripping
an incessant sadness
Like a sad record

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

Please dumb blind sir
little miss listless a bit of Christmas
She's been a real good
But now stuck here

The world is so and still
Mysterious and ominous as before
Like an unmarked bottle full of
On the shelf next to the ting
You reaching for

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

shift 'til I get the money
To buy me and my baby a moon of honey
Then I'm gonna turn the nagging
my head

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