Luyện nghe bài hát Thanks for The Memories

Thanks for the
Of things I forget, journeys 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 stop for tea
How it was

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

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

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

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

Gone are those on Broadway
Together go to a great show
But now I begin with the Show
And that you were watching, too

I know it's a
That grown men never cry, baby, a lie
We had our bed of roses but that roses die
And you so much