Luyện nghe bài hát Tired Of Being Blonde

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Tired of blonde
Tired of all the latest sensations

She wasn't angry, no, no, she sad
She was just leaving a 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 blonde
Tired of coping with the

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