Luyện nghe bài hát Twistin' Tops

Writers: Supernaw/Rick Robertson

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

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

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

Twistin' tops 'til his champagne dry