Luyện nghe bài hát Walkin' Home Alone

Now there's last Sunday's
up and rollin' down the street away
And there's a of gun
Just waitin' for a ride on feet today

And tonight be walkin' home alone
Therre's a million I said
And twice as that I didn't say
And I an afternoon
A coffee cup and some Broadway tune
And I her hand and I said...OK
and now as I stroll by skinny dog
Left outside a bone

And ain't it how one afternoon
Can make two stop and say
That all the time they spent
didn't mean that much anyway
Except a sink full of dishes
And a picture in a
And a hairbrush on the
And a punched in a door
And if were here right now
I'd tell her I never told her before
So now I a clock and I get up fast
And the curtain on a brand new day
I can't to get this cast off
The telephone's dead, I guess they it off today
Turn the key on the mailbox
I'm lookin' for a but bills is all I got
And even the cat she me with
Is goin' out with else
So put quarter in the jukebox Pete,
But don't the one with the sad trombone
'Cause tonight I'll be walkin' home

DON'T ME...

Eric Wincentsen "Greetings the Humungous-
[email protected] The Humungous!"
Glendale Community College, -The Road
Glendale,

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