Luyện nghe bài hát Swing

She to and her
Whole life was how she it
She had a mouth of fur
And she was

She her hearse
Across three posted for motorcycles only
And jumped out,
"What the cus could make a girl
Like us so lonely?"

Are you weary as
In a faucet left
an incessant sadness
Like a sad skipping

And an and ornery
And shadowy
Lurking like a under the bridge
Between your heart and head

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

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

the groove 'round here
Where I can it
When I get my ass on track
I'm need it

shift 'til I get the money
To buy me and my baby a full of honey
Then I'm gonna turn the voices
Inside my

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