Luyện nghe bài hát Trade-offs

Mary, Mary, quite
your white wine, silver, and gold
Is it now in your mansion
Having pity on the eye's of the
Now in weary halls of the
Mary tries to for her soul
She doesn't know the price of her
She herself now very old
And she
Oh baby, just one time
Will you please me
Some of mine
In the moonlight, in the
In the room with barred up
Mary tries to count her
She doesn't the price
Of her now
She herself, very old
And she
Mary, Mary where you gone too
Where's white wine, silver and gold
Is it locked now in your
Having pity on soul.