Luyện nghe bài hát Tired Of Being Blonde

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Tired of blonde
Tired of all the latest sensations

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

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

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