Luyện nghe bài hát The Songwriters

The

We get to break out of
Make love to our friend's wife
Have a beer for in Boston
Drink rum in Jamaica that
We get to all our secrets
In a no one understands
We get to all the bad guys
And get blood on our hands

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

Half the world thinks we're
The other wants to be us
And they're 'cause we get to hang out
In the back of some big star's bus
We're old and T-shirts and blue jeans
We're cables and strings and
We only dress up in
When they hand out writer's award.

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

We ride bridges, we 'em and burn 'em
Teach lessons but don't to learn 'em
Our mamas don't what we're doing
Why we stay out all nite
I told I was a drug dealer
She said: God, you ain't writing songs.

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the songwriters....