Luyện nghe bài hát Under The Table

Last I was out of my head
Im for the attitude and what I said
I was a little bit when I called you up
I've been doing things that I was of

Running out of money if thats it takes
and I get the credit for the mistakes
and he just stands by and he me cry
like this is dreams are made of
Like no ones gonna see us holding under the table
Baby a shot
As we here sweating in the parking lot

Anyway really not my type
I usually prefer the more responsible
When they just give it up, do I want
theres nothing that Im afraid of

You cant explain because you understand
And I dont talk about it ever again
You couldnt play nice, gave me bad advice
or had me things that I was ashamed of
Like no one has a clue whats on under the table
Then say my name
Cause Im one step up in your stupid

Who tore my shirt who my secret
Theres rug burn on my
And knees are blue and black
And you come
To get your and your camera
And your coffee pot, hot