Luyện nghe bài hát Tired Of Being Blonde

She the credit cards under her goodbye note
"All of these are yours, goodbye" and that was all she
Keys to the Porsche she on the floor in the den

in the [unverified] Dodge that he drove her in
She angry, she wasn't sad
She was leaving a life that a lot of women wish they had

Tired of blonde
of running around with the usual guys and gals
Tired of being
of living up to all he expected

Tired of blonde
Tired of living a life that had only planned by one
of being blonde
Tired of her dreams go neglected

She to love to know she rounded out his world
She to love to be all he ever loved in a girl
He liked to buy her clothes made her sexy and cute

Guess, she decided she'd been too long away her roots
She wasn't crazy, she mad
She just knew in her heart had drained her of all that she had

Tired of blonde
Tired of all the platinum
Tired of being
Tired of looking like a cutie on the cover of a

of being blonde
Tired of chasing all the sensations

She wasn't angry, no, no, she sad
She was just leaving a life that a lot of wish they had

She was tired of being
Tired of living a life had only been planned by one
Tired of being
of coping with the desperation

Tired of being
Tired of fighting back the feeling inside told her to run
Tired of being
of hiding her own inclinations