Luyện nghe bài hát Veronica Hates Me

(One, Two, Three, Four)

(One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight)

She always has to say
To an otherwise nice day
She always has to a fight

She like the way I think
She don't why I must drink
To go out on night

But I know what she's
I know that I'm
I know that she's me

Veronica doesn't the way I dress
(Veronica me)
Veronica my hair's a fuckin' mess
(Veronica me)

Why the
definition
Of love is
hates me

(What a shame)

Veronica me

(And here's the part)

She thinks I get a job
And quit taking on her couch
With my hand in my crotch

She don't know how to her mouth
I don't know I'd do without
Her to drag me

She asks me is the wedding
Well I'm ready
To

Veronica like the way I dress
(Veronica me)
Veronica thinks my hair's a fuckin'
(Veronica me)

Why the
definition
Of is hate
hates me

Veronica, Veronica,
(Veronica me)
Veronica, Veronica,
(Veronica me)

Veronica,
(Veronica me)

One, two, three,

Veronica won't leave me
Veronica won't leave me
Veronica leave me alone
Veronica won't me alone

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