Luyện nghe bài hát Top Of Your Lungs

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"Girl, you careless,
If in public, or we're all, alone,
girl, when it's on, it's on,
Still difficult, as you want,
Even though, you're wrong,
Girl, I don't wanna the gun, & head, out the do-or,
My eard-rums, can't no more, & I'm so tired of,
All, the neighbors, bangin', on the floor."

"Awake me when done,
at from the top of your lungs,
Like I was ten miles, away the sun,
You're makin', love, into a project,
Your attitude, takes away all the fun, (Oooo, wake me-e)
Awake me when done,
Screaming at from the top of lungs,
You me wanna shout, "That we're done!",
& Then I look at face,
& make me wana come,
Come back home, to you, (Come home Mmmhmm-mm),
Come home, to you, (Come back home).
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"Mmmhm, Don't excuses of:
sorry, I ain't mean, to fight you.',
Swingin at my face, like Mike, (Tyson!)
up furniture, like, you buy it,
You & me know,
(I used have, of us a beach in the sun!),
Girl I hear you comin', I just wanna, run,
Away from the pain, used, to feel, so good, to me,
Girl me, yea-ah."

"Awake me when done,
Screaming at from the top of lungs,
I was ten miles, away from the sun,
You're makin', this love, into a project, (Girl got me workin', girl wake me)
Your attitude, takes all the fun,
Awake me you're done,
at from the top of your lungs, (Mmmhm)
You make me shout, "That we're done!",
& Then I at your face,
& memories me wana come, (Oooo memories make me wanna come)
Babygirl, we can't go, go on this,
A bunch of arguments,
we should be, drinkin', Crys',
Or in a park, in Crest, a weekend in a spa, for two,
I'd rub your body, down, than constantly, fight with you.
Fight you, baby."
"Awake me you're done,
at from the top of your lungs,
Like I was ten miles, from the sun,
You're makin', love, into a project, (Girl you got've me workin', girl wake me)
attitude, takes away all the fun,
Awake me you're done,
Screaming at the top (Mmmhm) of your lungs,
You me wanna shout, "That we're done!",
(Mmm-mmm-mm) & Then I at your face,
& make me wana come,
Come home.
Awake me when done,
Screaming at from the top of your lungs, (I'm here)
Come home. (Oh naw) -Laughs-
"Awake me you're done,
Screaming at the top of your lungs,
(& you put it on me & I wanna ..
Come back .. you know)
Babygirl, we go, go on like this,
A bunch of arguments,
When we be, drinkin', Crys',
Or maybe in a park, in fest, a in a spa, for two,
I'd rather rub your body, down, than constantly, fight you.
Fight you, baby."