Luyện nghe bài hát The Songwriters

The

We get to break out of
love to our best friend's wife
Have a for breakfast in Boston
Drink rum in Jamaica nite
We get to tell all our
In a code no one
We get to all the bad guys
And never get on our hands

evils, we're schemers
We're drunks and dreamers
We're lovers and sometimes we're
students, we're teachers
We're the devil, we're
true love but mostly one-nighters
the songwriters.

Half the thinks we're crazy
The other wants to be us
And they're jealous we get to hang out
In the back of some big tour bus
old boots and T-shirts and blue jeans
We're cables and and e-cords
We only up in November
When they hand out writer's award.

*We're evils, we're
W're drunks and we're
We're lovers and sometimes fighters
We're the truth, the lies
stupid, we're wise
We're true love but one-nighters
the songwriters.*

We ride bridges, we cross 'em and 'em
Teach lessons but don't bother to 'em
Our mamas don't know we're doing
Why we out all nite long
I mine I was a drug dealer
She said: God, you ain't writing songs.

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the songwriters....