Luyện nghe bài hát Telephone Book

I look at my book
I look at my telephone
I stand the way it look
I hate to think the way you

Me down into a burnin'
I wrote your name on every
You don't my calls

You return my calls
You return my calls
I'm ready to bust down the
I'm going Niagara Falls

In a of fun
Hey, ain't I a one
You don't my calls

My telephone book is the red
My telephone is the color red
The red is all in my
Some are left better unsaid

Is that why you try
To or reply
Why you return my calls

I look at my book
I look at my telephone
I can't stand the way it
I hate to the way you took

Me down into a rage
I your name on every page
You don't return my

Did you from an old friend
I once way back when
I did bad things to myself
And my

Or did you happen to hear an old song I once
Did it make your sweet blood run cold in your veins
Will you never think of me the