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 foreign car
Have left me in this dingy bar

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

But the in your eyes
hold back the tears you'll cry
When the glamour into a lonely night
your bubbly, give me barley and hopes
And on this stool be standin' by
Twistin' 'til his champagne runs dry

tops 'til his champagne runs dry