Luyện nghe bài hát Twistin' Tops

Writers: Doug Robertson

to you with your champagne in hand
Although the arms around you are man's
His million dollar house and his fine car
Have left me in dingy little bar

But the dollars in your
Can't hold back the tears cry
the glamour fades into a lonely night
Drink bubbly, give me barley and hops
And on stool I'll be standin' by
Twistin' tops 'til his champagne dry
Here's to me and the movin' hands
For you the is flyin', but for me so still it stands
Am I right for hangin' on, just a wishful fool
Convinced that it's a that you're going through

But the in your eyes
Can't hold back the tears cry
the glamour fades into a lonely night
Drink your bubbly, give me and hopes
And on this I'll be standin' by
Twistin' tops 'til his runs dry

Twistin' tops his champagne runs dry