Luyện nghe bài hát The Donut Shop

I love walking in, to the donut
The smell of the donuts me
The coffee, the smoke, someone makes a stupid
The shop can't help but make me happy

Look at all the rows and of donut holes
The crullers and cream-filled
They scream out, "please pick me, I am longing to be
take me home and put me on your plate"

Powdered, sugared,
I usually get a chocolate with a
or a butternut, whether it's a or not,
So many donuts, so few

Why can't men be donuts in a donut shop
All up in little plastic trays
You the flavors, pick one out
So donuts, so few days

If I could, I would buy a
Take them home and eat one by one
Lick off my fingers, save one for a rainy day
Oh my gracious, wouldn't be fun

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The sad part of the story, is men are really
Exchanging them for money would be slavery
But in a world, I'd have my little donut shop
and all the men would be on for free

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