Luyện nghe bài hát Where Have Those Hands Been

Mary Lou, Lou:
"This for you, 'cause I know you."
I know I "until the four walls, they fall in,"
but not when knee caps have in.
I it's "the way it was before."

No one really anyone.

"Pretty please, I got to do it, God," I said.
"I got the arm. I got the rocket.
I wasn't born to e saint,
when I could do what you can't."

So, since you snapped legs on skates,
I see you on the bedroom floor.
I feel the dirty in place,
on the certain light, on the face.
The way it was before.
On and on and on...

I'll to hide those kitchen knives.

I know it all. I know
the little secrets you keep.
I'm gonna haunt your dreams at
have to hide those kitchen knives.

I know it all. I everything.
Your little can't hide from me.
I'm cut you off at the knee.
I know you want.

So, do you ever feel that -
the one I on the bedroom floor?
And when you're to bottom rods,
I know, I know, I know, I what you want.

I you're inching for exchange;
I gather that all you young do.
So, coughing up on your hands,
(just remember)
they don't you like I do.

They don't you like I do:
the little that you keep.
I'm gonna haunt dreams at night;
you'll to hide those kitchen knives.

They don't know you I do.
How could know you like I do?