Luyện nghe bài hát The Hores

Rushing to an
for the sweety
Of a building
What a dream
I run a business
Of pretty hores
Why don't you come sit and

I was
I was
!Hores! !The hores! with the! Hores!

What could you be for
enter my paradise
Get self room
And enjoy the
Dancing the devil
to you when you say ho
An illness comes not
Do you die

(Coro)

Rushing to an
for the sweety
Of a building
What a fucking
I could run a
Of some pretty
Why you come sit and laugh

(Coro)

Now running free
some kind of illness
You are to die
it all you can
Spend your days women
the disease
You come to me hoping you will never die

(Coro)

(Solo)

!Rushing to an
for the sweety
Of a lovely
a fucking dream
I could run a
Of some pretty
Why don't you sit and laugh!

(! Coro!)