Luyện nghe bài hát That's Why God Made Mexico

Margie said, "Roy, you listening to me
And I've got a whole lot to say"
Roy just crossed the floor and up his car keys
And she ain't seen or from him to this day

And why God made Mexico
A where we can lay low
And the Cuervo goes down and slow
And the warm blows
That's why God Mexico

And Betty Joe dinner every night at half past six
that's when he rolled through that door
For sixteen years and not a you from his lips
She don't fix him dinner no

And that's why God Mexico
A where we can lay low
Where the goes down nice and slow
And the warm blow
That's why God made

'Cause is sweet in a border town
You to let your hair down
And you don't make
You learn to the Fandango

You your name, maybe change your face
Get used to beans and paste
And to live and love life in the slow lane

And that's why God Mexico
A place we can lay low
Maybe or Acapulco
Anywhere the winds blow
you know
That's why God made
That's why God made, in Mexico