Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble

You "hey!"
your car wouldn't start
You got nervous
And to eat your heart out
so fat your shoes don't fit on your feet
You've got
And tailor made
Mama, lay your down in the shade

Cause your eye's are
And feet are to
You wish the was as tired as you
I'll write a letter
And I'll it away
Put all the trouble in it had today

Well your telephone
And you "no!"
you forgot about this and you forgot about that
Got to get back to what doing
Goodbye, that, so and so
an island and on your own

And you "hey!"
the stove blew up
why yes
The footprints on your ceiling are almost
And you're why
Mama lay your head
Now you cry

(copyright george)