Luyện nghe bài hát This Is Our Lot

By prank of fate,
We find ourselves late,
young reprobates.

By the milky of the mighty moon,
someone to nuzzle to,
And waltz the room.

We're all and cropped,
is our lot,
We hold each other up heavy hops.

By smirking prank of we wiggle and kick like bobbing bate,
And for a bite.
By the milky of the mighty moon,
Find to nuzzle to,
And waltz the room.

all quiffed and cropped,
is our lot,
We hold each other up heavy hops.

My darling,
My dumpling,
My plump hearts a thumping- begging you to to me.
I be more ready,
I be more ready.
A stop.
up.
Waiting for the drop.