Luyện nghe bài hát Whiskey and Lace

Kasey needs spray on tan
Momma's to keep Cheyenne
It's almost nine and time to go
livin' in a single wide
Doin' what she has to, to
And nights are always kinda slow

But she hops into old Trans Am
Cranks up some Tucker Band
makeup on, singin' lonely "Can't You See"
Well she walks into that back stage
Changes out of what she
Pours herself a double shot of D

(CHORUS)
Ain't exactly where she to be
Next rent don't grow on trees
And she tries to put a upon her face
As the DJ calls her up to the
She by another name
And behind the whiskey and lace

She around to "Purple Rain"
Every night's the damn thing
She drifts off another place
She don't wanna see who's here
God the spotlight blinds her eyes
And it won't take long 'til the music to fade

Now picking up the dollar bills
Leaves the runway in her
Starts out the cash she gets to keep
She off, checks her hair
Falls into her chair
Pours herself another shot of D

exactly where she wants to be
Next month's rent don't grow on
And she tries to keep a upon her face
As the DJ calls her back to the
She by her other name
And hides behind the whiskey and

Her shift's about to end and now almost 2am
And she's wishin' she was home and with
This ain't where she wants to be
month's rent don't grow on trees
And she to keep a smile upon her face
As the DJ her up to the stage
She goes by her name
And hides behind the and lace

Ooh, ooh, ooh
Whiskey and