Luyện nghe bài hát The Donut Shop

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

Look at all the rows and of donut holes
The crullers and await
scream out, "please pick me, I am longing to be free
Please take me home and put me on plate"

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

Why men be like donuts in a donut shop
All lined up in little plastic
You the flavors, pick one out
So donuts, so few days

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

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The sad of the story, is men are really people
Exchanging them for would be like slavery
But in a perfect world, I'd have my donut shop
and all the men would be on sale for

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