Luyện nghe bài hát Vegemite

You me that you love me when I'm lying by your side
You tell me that I am the only one who understands troubled mind
I am blind to any evil you can do
And that I love you more than any girl could ever do

You love the things I love: you love art and you love books
And you love as much as I do and you love my dirty looks
And you love me now
So how can you love...

It tastes like
It like batteries
It tastes like
I cannot hold a man so close who spreads this cancer on his
It is the Vegemite, my darling, or me
You to make a fucking choice
I cannot sit you at breakfast
The smell of it obliterates my senses
And if that weren't bad enough you also eat the for lunch
means we can't spend any time together
What kind of is that?
The choice is yours, my is in your hands...
Please your hands
You ate Vegemite for lunch you selfish bastard

It's all about you, it?
It's just take, take, take,
What about me? about my feelings?
I'm

I had this awful experience when I was six years old
And our British next door neighbor, Christopher Gill, he was us
And he me eat an entire spoonful of Marmite
Which is just like Vegemite pretty much it's even grosser
He made me eat it by telling me it was fudge
And so I swallowed the thing and then I had to go to the bathroom and throw up
And it traumatized me and I'm sorry I got so emotional, I just...

I you, and no matter what you eat
always love you completely
I might just always leave the room at times
Or to kiss or touch you for a week
If you on putting that foul death paste in your mouth
in my heart, but put yourself inside my shoes
I to know, it shouldn't be too hard to choose
I know it's you apart, but it's the way it has to be
It is the Vegemite, my
It is the Vegemite, my
Put the Vegemite, you fucker, or I'll leave