Luyện nghe bài hát White Picket Fence

Out the door she walked it behind her
I'm the telephone.
just to find her
there I sit; of all I survey
"she'll crawl back on her and knees someday"
so I punched a hole in the wall with my
put on Julie and I knocked back a fifth
"how come shit always happens to me,
when I'm such a sweetheart it's a mystery."
I walked upstairs flat on my face
passed out and dreamed of a place
and when everything seemed to be my way
I woke up in a puddle of where I lay.
I put the in the washer
took the to the cleaners
as my pounds, I get impatient and meaner
back at the houe I put the Tar on
out the poker and cleaned out the bong
and as the resin rising to my head
Ralphy starts he'd be better off dead
somehow my life just seems so
waking up in the pukey sheets.
Well I'm not just a little bit dense when I'm
wondering where the is my white picket fence,
house in the with the 2.3 brats
instead of here with the vomit and the rats.
Well now I'm sitting here in my little hovel
and I'm wishing that my was a romance novel
sweep me off my feet, take me away
(I crawled on my hands and knees today)
happily after we can live in my castle
even though dealing me is just hassle after hassle
put up Mantovani we could dance on the ceiling
while I play out the scene once more with feeling.
What's my motivation? it make no sense
where the heck is my white picket
I thought was gonna save my life
there ought to be a law against me having a
so out the door she walked it behind her.