Luyện nghe bài hát White Lies And Picket Fences

Billy leaned on the of the car
With a stick in his mouth
And I watched him
The crack in the
We were goin'

All the way down to
he had a job down there
But we were drive
a little bit further
And get a room

We drove little white houses
With porch and there was
someone else's kids in the yard
And I sayin'
"Hey, wouldn't it be nice if we could that way"

And he was always sayin', "We gonna
But you should listen to your mama
'Cause someday, boy is gonna tell ya
How he'll treat you like a
But they're just little white lies
picket fences

Well, I spent most of that waitin' tables
'Cause Billy's job, well, it didn't out
And one he took the cash
That we in the kitchen
And he cut out of town

Now I'm looking out the
Of this run down
A little now and six months along
And sometimes I about Billy
But most times I

I think about little white
With swings and there was
Always else's kids in the yard
And I remember
"Hey, it be nice if we could live that way

And he was sayin' "We were gonna
But you should listen to your mama
'Cause someday, boy is gonna tell ya
How he'll you like a princess
But sometimes they're little white lies
With fences

Billy on the hood of the car
With a match stick in his