Luyện nghe bài hát Telephone

Another night of too cough syrup
I'm by the incessant ringing of a telephone
I still have caked in the corners of my eyes
And my mouth is dry and shitty

Again the

Slowly, I out of bed
The remnants of an
Still lingering in my
a bothersome guest

Again the

Carefully, I to the bathroom
As to not display my manhood to
There, I make the perfunctory morning

always seem to precede my daily
Contribution to the blue toilet water
That I always enjoy making

Again the

I shake like most others
And I'm annoyed by the
always seems to remain
Causing a acreage of wetness
On the front of my

I slowly languidly, lazily, stumble into the den
Where my father his guitars
I mean cigars in his easy
I know all about chairs
And then I sing a song for my

Jesus is my boyfriend, is my boyfriend
You can't have him Jesus is my boyfriend

Ringing,

Dang it, goddamn, motherfucking, son of a is ringing
I walk into the and I stare blankly
At that shrieking plastic bastard, since it keeps
I know it's her and since it keeps ringing she knows me

We are the world, we are the
We are the ones who a darker day
So let's killing

a choice you're making
We're sparing our own
true, we'll make a darker day
you and me