Luyện nghe bài hát Top Of Your Lungs

1]
"Girl, you careless,
If we're in public, or all, alone,
Oooo girl, when it's on, on,
bein' difficult, as you want,
Even though, you're wrong,
Girl, I don't jump the gun, & head, out the do-or,
My eard-rums, take no more, & I'm so tired of,
All, the neighbors, bangin', on the floor."

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

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