Luyện nghe bài hát Under The Table

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

Running out of money if what it takes
and I get the credit for the rookie
and he stands by and he makes me cry
like is what dreams are made of
Like no ones gonna see us hands under the table
take a shot
As we here sweating in the parking lot

Anyway youre really not my
I usually prefer the responsible kind
When they give it up, do whatever I want
theres nothing that Im afraid of

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

Who tore my who told my secret
rug burn on my back
And your are blue and black
And you come
To get earrings and your camera
And your pot, burning hot