Luyện nghe bài hát Telephone Book

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

Me down a burnin' rage
I wrote your on every page
You don't return my

You don't return my
You don't return my
I'm ready to bust the walls
I'm going Niagara Falls

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

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

Is why you don't try
To or reply
Why you don't return my

I at my telephone book
I at my telephone book
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 knew once way back
I did bad things to myself
And my

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