Luyện nghe bài hát White Picket Fence

Out the door she slamming it behind her
I'm the telephone.
dying just to her
there I master of all I survey
"she'll crawl back on her and knees someday"
so I punched a hole in the wall my fist
put on Julie London and I back a fifth
"how come this shit always to me,
when I'm such a fucking it's a mystery."
I walked fell flat on my face
out and dreamed of a beautiful place
and when everything to be going my way
I woke up in a of puke where I lay.
I put the in the washer
the covers to the cleaners
as my head pounds, I get impatient and
back at the houe I put the Tar on
pulled out the and cleaned out the bong
and as the resin stars rising to my
Ralphy thinking he'd be better off dead
somehow my life seems so incomplete
waking up in the pukey sheets.
Well I'm not stupid just a little bit dense I'm
wondering where the heck is my white fence,
house in the 'burbs with the 2.3
instead of living here with the and the rats.
Well now I'm here in my dingy little hovel
and I'm wishing that my life was a novel
sweep me off my feet, take me away
(I crawled back on my and knees today)
happily ever after we can in my castle
even though dealing with me is just hassle after
I'll put up Mantovani we could on the ceiling
while I play out the same once more with feeling.
What's my motivation? it don't no sense
the heck is my white picket fence?
I thought love was save my life
there to be a law against me having a wife
so out the she walked slamming it behind her.