Luyện nghe bài hát Twenty Eight

A to Betsy now we're 28 and what is there to do?
We hardly even talk no but to you I'll be true
Tell me that you feel the same even though I
Everything you say right before it came from you

Art house and flat renovations
Newspaper politic and reservations, oh
And Monday's a wine course
Talk about the drugs that you just touch no more
What a breeze just me off my knees

Yeah, you met her happy hour drinks and you kissed her on the cheek
You dreamt she sang Sandy Denny and smoked like a malle tree
But now you're talking invitations and plans and marquees
It sounds real good in Italian but it to the teeth
And where're we hide the keys

And you your arms behind your back like and old man
And you say you that guy but you sure understand him oh
And she's creasing at the mouth just like her old
Her picking the names for the babies, oh
What a breeze help me off my knees

Do do do do

Now 28 and what is there to do?
We even talk no more but to you I'll be true
To you I'll be
To you be true
To you I'll be