Luyện nghe bài hát Top Of Your Lungs

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