Luyện nghe bài hát Why Don'tchya

Set the music
of hands, who's with me?
I didn't so
of you are in it for the money

Sad to see
It's
You to roll in the G's
Now suing your fans over pennies

You wanna that resentment to your death bed?
I see you still got daily bread

But that ain't for you
You need the guy who's laid off his job
to sympathize you

You got no problem paying your rent
But needs a reverence check
evident
that the price to the path of
is cheaper than cab fare

But you'll start there (Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it!)

Why don'tchya start (Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it!)

How swinging off the nutsack of Lady Gaga give you street credit?
Yeah, I it
I don't it
But I get it
Do you do it for the music or the
Those two ain't in the same sentence the eighties

What is it?
What is it?

Time for minds to slip under and out the door
I got magical dreams, it's I do this for
I was a scared little kid saved by and roll
There be millions out there in isolation
Who to know
ain't alone

The world could use a heart with compassion and care

But you never there (Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it!)

Why don'tchya start (Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it!)

Hit it the time is right
Hit it the time is right

(Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it!)
(Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it!)