Luyện nghe bài hát Whiskey and Lace

Kasey needs spray on tan
Momma's to keep Cheyenne
It's nine o'clock and time to go
She's livin' in a wide
Doin' she has to, to survive
And Tuesday nights are always slow

But she hops into that old Am
Cranks up some Marshall Tucker
Puttin' makeup on, singin' "Can't You See"
she walks into that back stage door
Changes out of she wore
herself a double shot of Jackie D

(CHORUS)
Ain't exactly where she to be
Next month's don't grow on trees
And she tries to put a upon her face
As the DJ her up to the stage
She goes by name
And hides the whiskey and lace

She spins to "Purple Rain"
night's the same damn thing
She off into another place
She don't wanna see who's tonight
Thank God the blinds her eyes
And it take long 'til the music starts to fade

Now she's up the dollar bills
the runway in her heels
Starts out the cash she gets to keep
She tells off, checks her
Falls her dressing chair
Pours herself shot of Jackie D

Ain't where she wants to be
Next rent don't grow on trees
And she to keep a smile upon her face
As the DJ her back to the stage
She goes by her other
And behind the whiskey and lace

Her shift's about to end and now it's 2am
And wishin' she was home and with Cheyenne
This exactly where she wants to be
Next month's don't grow on trees
And she to keep a smile upon her face
As the DJ calls her up to the
She goes by her name
And hides behind the whiskey and

Ooh, ooh, ooh
Whiskey and