Luyện nghe bài hát We Fit Right

Let's make this real clear, not get ideas
bout seeing you and me as a plan
We bicker, we we argue all night and
I don't think a future well with that
You constantly complain I bring on migraines
You in turn mine
I annoy you so that you froth at the mouth
And I don't think that's a sign, oh no it's like a. . .

Psycho diner waitress on a date with a New York tipper
Narcoleptic hand model how to use a chipper
Jesse Helmes in Frisco, Mormons at a ladies night
with an Amway salesman in a broken elevator
Baby back ribs on a cheese bun up at a sader
We're oil and water, though sometimes I'll
We fit right.

Your voice is your manner is cloying,
Every thought process with I, me, mine.
You say that I'm anal, conversantly
I think the of you but man, you sure look fine
As for common interests, there's nothing got
I'm bred and you're well, not
My conversation with you
Was you were unconscious in the ICU, but it's usually like. . .

A dozen lonely belly dancers at a monastery
Lactose intolerant Hindu at a dairy
Chile without Bean-o, Carmelites in Reno Friday
Acrophobic Hydrophobes trekkin to Niagara
Ex-klepto self help groups with meetings held is shopping
We're oil and water, though I'll concur
We fit

But oh lord, I'm lost when you open your arms and me in its
how you make me forget all our differences for at least 12 minutes

But it's usually
Woodshop workshops at a house for hemophiliacs
Belevue kitchen with just a touch of anthrax
firefighters heading up a defilade
Jim Jones card in every can of cherry Kool-Aid
oil and water, though sometimes, I'll concur . . .
We fit right.