Luyện nghe bài hát White Picket Fence

Out the door she walked slamming it her
I'm the telephone.
dying just to her
I sit; master of all I survey
"she'll back on her hands and knees someday"
so I punched a hole in the with my fist
put on Julie London and I back a fifth
"how come this shit happens to me,
when I'm such a fucking sweetheart a mystery."
I walked upstairs flat on my face
passed out and of a beautiful place
and when seemed to be going my way
I woke up in a puddle of puke I lay.
I put the in the washer
the covers to the cleaners
as my head pounds, I get and meaner
at the houe I put the Tar Babies on
pulled out the and cleaned out the bong
and as the resin rising to my head
Ralphy starts thinking be better off dead
somehow my just seems so incomplete
up alone in the pukey sheets.
Well I'm not stupid just a bit dense when I'm
wondering where the is my white picket fence,
in the 'burbs with the 2.3 brats
instead of here with the vomit and the rats.
Well now I'm sitting here in my dingy little
and I'm wishing my life was a romance novel
sweep me off my feet, baby take me
(I back on my hands and knees today)
happily ever we can live in my castle
even though dealing me is just hassle after hassle
I'll put up Mantovani we could dance on the
while I play out the same scene once more feeling.
What's my it don't make no sense
where the heck is my white picket
I thought love was gonna save my
there to be a law against me having a wife
so out the door she walked it behind her.