Luyện nghe bài hát Whistling in the Dark

Crouching on the white tile
got to learn to take her medicine
With a smile

A holy or a toilet bowl
Puking into a urinal
Sun like a
Cuts through sky

Just a crippled ballerina
In a pair of slacks
on her face, expensive tastes
But no excess of cash

She's gone
Oh but you she'll be back

She's living on a question
But spending points
right from the start
She's only in the dark

is thin in her defense
And as the rests
The jury's out, the mood is
They're whistling in the dark

in the dark
Whistling in the
in the dark

So many ways the could go
The timer out minutes left
it's time to blow

She may stumble but she won't
Waiting for the curtain
As repeats in motion slow

And though her repertoire is
It's a faded valentine
Between the and the nails
There unspoken compromise
it strikes you right between the eyes

'Cause when tomorrow's blown
Seems like is here to stay
So she just close her eyes and forward
in the dark

Long live the Queen, the is dead
So take the off of her head
But is that taps or
That she is whistling in the

in the dark
Whistling in the
Whistling in the
in the dark