Luyện nghe bài hát Why Don'tchya

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

Sad to see
petty
You used to in the G's
Now you're suing fans over pennies

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

But that enough for you
You need the guy laid off from his job
to sympathize you

You ain't got no problem paying rent
But someone a reverence check
evident
that the price to the of enlightenment
is cheaper than your cab

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

Why start there? (Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it!)

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

What is it?
What is it?

for small minds to slip under and out the door
I got magical dreams, what I do this for
I was a scared kid saved by rock and roll
There must be millions out there in
Who to know
they ain't

The world today could use a with compassion and care

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

Why don'tchya there? (Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it!)

Hit it when the time is
Hit it when the 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!)