Luyện nghe bài hát Telephone

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

the ringing

Slowly, I out of bed
The remnants of an
lingering in my shorts
Like a guest

the ringing

Carefully, I abscond to the
As to not display my to others
There, I the perfunctory morning faces

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

the ringing

I shake like most others
And I'm annoyed by the
That always seems to
a small acreage of wetness
On the of my briefs

I slowly languidly, lazily, crazily stumble the den
Where my smokes his guitars
I cigars in his easy chair
I know all about easy
And I sing a song for my friends

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

Ringing,

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

We are the world, we are the
We are the who make a darker day
So let's start

There's a choice making
We're our own lives
It's true, make a darker day
you and me