Luyện nghe bài hát White Picket Fence

Out the door she walked slamming it 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 with my fist
put on Julie London and I knocked a fifth
"how this shit always happens to me,
I'm such a fucking sweetheart it's a mystery."
I walked fell flat on my face
passed out and dreamed of a beautiful
and everything seemed to be going my way
I woke up in a puddle of 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 poker and out the bong
and as the stars rising to my head
starts thinking he'd be better off dead
somehow my just seems so incomplete
waking up alone in the sheets.
I'm not stupid just a little bit dense when I'm
wondering where the heck is my white fence,
house in the 'burbs the 2.3 brats
instead of living here with the and the rats.
Well now I'm sitting here in my dingy little
and I'm wishing my life was a romance novel
me off my feet, baby take me away
(I back on my hands and knees today)
happily ever after we can in my castle
even though dealing with me is hassle after hassle
I'll put up Mantovani we could on the ceiling
while I out the same scene once more with feeling.
What's my motivation? it don't no sense
where the is my white picket fence?
I thought love was gonna save my
there ought to be a law me having a wife
so out the door she slamming it behind her.