Luyện nghe bài hát We Made You

Guess who? You me?
Simpson sing the chorus, Jessica Simpson

When you walked the door
It was to me (clear to me)
You're the one they adore, who came to see (who they came to see)
a, rock star (baby)
Everybody you (everybody wants you)
Player, who can blame you (who can really blame you)
We're the ones who (chicka) you

Back by demand
Now pop a little or ant'-acid if you can
You're ready to tackle any task that is at
How does it feel, is it fantastic, is it
Well look at all the massive masses in the
man no don't massacre the fans
Damn, I think Kim a man
She him just cause he asked to put his hands
On her massive maximus again
Squeeze it, then Squish it, then pass it to her
Can he come back as as he can
Yes he can, can, ask me this again
He not mean to lesbian offend
But please come back to seeing men
Samantha's a two, practically a ten
I you want me girl, in fact I see your grin (Now come in girl)

When you through the door
It was to me (clear to me)
the one they adore, who they came to see (who they came to see)
You're a, star (baby)
wants you (everybody wants you)
Player, who can really you (who can really blame you)
We're the ones who (chicka) you

The enforcer, looking for more to torture
Walk up to the cutest girl and Horse her
Sorry Portia, but Ellen DeGeneres
Have that I don't, are you telling me
Well I can be as and as smooth as a gentleman
Give me my Ventolin and two Excedrin
And I'll invite Sarah Palin out to then
Nail her, say hello to my little friend'
Brit forget K-Fed let's cut off the man
Forget him or gonna end up in the hospital again
And this it won't be for the Ritalin binge
Forget them other men, pay them little attention
A little did I mention, that in
with me John Mayer so sit on the bench
Man I swear them guys you give 'em an inch
They take a mile, got style, but it isn't Slim

you walked through the door
It was to me (clear to me)
You're the one they adore, who they to see (who they came to see)
a, rock star (baby)
Everybody wants you (everybody you)
Player, who can really blame you (who can blame you)
We're the who made you

And why, my love, you'll never live without,
I know you want me girl I can see you checking me out
And baby, you know, you you want me too
Don't try to deny it baby, I'm the one for you
Damn girl I'm beginning to an Alfalfa
Why should I wash my mouth out
You that's bad you should hear the rest of my album
Never has there been finesse and nostalgia
Man Cash, I mean to mess up your gal but
Jessica Alba put a breast in my
Wowzers, I just a mess of my trousers
And they wonder why I keep dressing like
Lord us he's back in his pink Alf shirt
Looking like someone shrinked his
I he's about to flip
Jessica assure, Superman's here to rescue ya
Can you blame me? You're my Amy, I'm your
Matter fact me a birthday cake
With a saw blade in it to my jail break
Baby, I think you just met your soul mate (Now break it girl)

When you walked the door
It was to me (clear to me)
You're the one they adore, who came to see (who they came to see)
You're a, star (baby)
wants you (everybody wants you)
Player, who can really blame you (who can really you)
the ones who made you

So baby, baby, get down, down,

Baby, get down, down
Baby, get down, down
Baby, get down, get

Baby, get down, down
Baby, get down, down
Baby, get down, down
Baby, get down, get

Oh Amy, Rehab looked so good,
I can't wait, I'm going back! Ha ha woo! Dr. Dre, 2020,