Luyện nghe bài hát Tired Of Being Blonde

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

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

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

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

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

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

Tired of blonde
of all the platinum frustration
Tired of blonde
Tired of looking a cutie on the cover of a magazine

Tired of blonde
Tired of chasing all the sensations

She wasn't angry, no, no, she sad
She was leaving a life that a lot of women 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 blonde
Tired of fighting back the feeling that told her to run
of being blonde
Tired of her own inclinations