Luyện nghe bài hát Three Sheets to the Wind

Had one too many one way
the licky licky lord
'till I grew a scissor
and c-c-cut the
put the phone on the
the wires in my head
took awhile to accept that that was dead
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didn't never not live forever x3
didn't wanna not not wanna live

Nah, it matter if the laughter didn't come after the bad joke,
if i was down with the rich or flat broke,
accepted by the or black folk
cause i was carrying this until my back broke,
trying to be no hip hop god or raps G.O.A.T.
shootin to be a star like its my last hope
that pack of smokes DO ME IN!
graduatin on the coke DO ME IN!
knocked of a paddle boat in the middle of the moat
kings men are GRAB THE ROPE!

three sheets to the three!
three to the wind!

i talk like a sailor, my is one
that's why i got this sixth sense of direction and my split
taught me how to go with the flow when the winds
curled up in a and tried to hide inside a kick drum.
while the crew is gettin piss drunk i had to purify my own and up
i had to save and conserve recycle my salty words to the meat on my bones all pres-s-s-served.
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It was a tug of war and we all together
'till we our own way when the c-c-c-cord was severed
The stormy weather would begin, we'd all to this sin
any bar reach, Three sheets to the wind
From a back pedal the backstroke got traded in my life jacket for a mask and
Three sheets to the
I had to go, watch the sail grab the
See shanty ending on a sad note, three to the wind
Malnutrition (Pull me in), Bad Religion (Pull me in), Fact or Fiction addiction
Three sheets to the

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Pick it up, put it

(chorus)

Three to the wind