Luyện nghe bài hát Telephone Book

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

Me down a burnin' rage
I wrote your on every page
You return my calls

You don't my calls
You don't my calls
I'm ready to bust down the
I'm down Niagara Falls

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

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

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

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

Me into a burnin' rage
I wrote your on every page
You don't my calls

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

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