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 jump 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 you're done,
Screaming at the top of your lungs,
Like I was ten miles, from the sun,
makin', this love, into a project,
Your attitude, takes away all the fun, (Oooo, wake me-e)
Awake me you're done,
Screaming at the top of your lungs,
You make me wanna shout, "That done!",
& Then I at your face,
& make me wana come,
Come back home, to you, (Come 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 from the top of lungs,
I was ten miles, away from the sun,
You're makin', love, into a project, (Girl you've got me workin', girl wake me)
Your attitude, takes all the fun,
me when you're done,
Screaming at from the top of lungs, (Mmmhm)
You me wanna shout, "That we're done!",
& Then I look at face,
& memories make me 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 rather rub your body, down, than constantly, with you.
Fight you, baby."
"Awake me you're done,
Screaming at the top of your lungs,
Like I was ten miles, away the sun,
You're makin', this love, a project, (Girl you got've me workin', girl wake me)
Your attitude, takes all the fun,
Awake me when done,
at from the top (Mmmhm) of your lungs,
You me wanna shout, "That we're done!",
(Mmm-mmm-mm) & Then I look at face,
& memories make me come,
Come home.
Awake me when done,
Screaming at from the top of your lungs, (I'm here)
back 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 of worthless arguments,
When we be, drinkin', Crys',
Or in a park, in fest, a weekend in a spa, for two,
I'd rather rub your body, down, than constantly, fight you.
Fight you, baby."