Luyện nghe bài hát Thanks for The Memories

Thanks for the
Of things I can't forget, on a jet
Our wondrous week in and Vegas and roulette
How I was

And for the memory
Of summers by the sea, dawn in
We had a pad in London, but we didn't for tea
How it was

Now our breakup, I wake up
Alone on a gray morning
I long for the of your laughter
And I see the laugh's on me

But, thanks for the
Of every touch a thrill, been through the mill
I've lived a lot and learned a lot, you loved me not and
I you so much

Thanks for the
Of how we to jog even in a fog
That barbecue in Malibu, from all the smog
How it was

Thanks for the
Of letters I destroyed, books we enjoyed
Tonight the way things look, I need a book by Freud
How he was

Gone are those on Broadway
Together we'd go to a show
But now I begin with the Late
And that you were watching, too

I know it's a
That grown men cry, baby, that's a lie
We had our bed of but forgot that roses die
And thank you so