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 on her hands and knees someday"
so I punched a hole in the wall with my
put on London and I knocked back a fifth
"how come this shit always to me,
when I'm a fucking sweetheart it's a mystery."
I walked upstairs flat on my face
passed out and dreamed of a 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 poker and cleaned out the
and as the stars rising to my head
Ralphy starts he'd be better off dead
somehow my life just so incomplete
up alone in the pukey sheets.
Well I'm not stupid just a little bit when I'm
wondering the heck is my white picket fence,
house in the 'burbs the 2.3 brats
of living here with the vomit and the rats.
Well now I'm sitting here in my little hovel
and I'm wishing that my life was a romance
sweep me off my feet, take me away
(I crawled on my hands and knees today)
happily ever after we can live in my
even though dealing with me is just after hassle
I'll put up we could dance on the ceiling
while I play out the same scene more with feeling.
What's my motivation? it don't no sense
where the heck is my picket fence?
I love was gonna save my life
there ought to be a law against me having a
so out the she walked slamming it behind her.