Luyện nghe bài hát Swing [Album Version]

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

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

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

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

Please blind kind sir
Lend little miss listless a bit of
She's been a real girl
But now she's stuck

The world is so and still
and ominous as ever before
Like an unmarked bottle of pills
On the shelf right next to the
You reaching for

Swing the groove 'round
Where I can it
I get my ass back on track
I'm gonna it

Swing '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,