Luyện nghe bài hát W9

Warm us in the streetlight that sweet glow
Put me in your dress and see how I go
'Cos tonight are tame, in the morning they'll be wicked
They say you gotta wait your turn, oh they sure kidding
And the man behind the register has the same on his face
I think he understands me more then this place

You've got a hot, hot head with filthy vowels
There's a disdain amogst your and the way you hold yourself
Did you shine your
Did you and your God peace?
I hope he left you on your bedroom floor deserted and without

I can feel the warm breeze out from the cities
And fuck the guy who came and tried to the door of it's hinges
These red stone and all of their turns
They make a map of that I want to learn
to

You've got a hot, hot head with your vowels
There's a disdain your actions and the way you hold yourself
Did you shine your
Did you and your God make
I hope he you on your bedroom floor deserted and without peace

Without a single hour of sleep
you wake up to check the curtains
The
The light
The
to find anyway

To try and

Warm us in the streetlight that sweet glow
Put me in favourite dress and see how I go