Luyện nghe bài hát Why Judy

It's like it always when I run my brain,
The chitter got me shattered,
And I feel like I'm now,
I'm battered,
Knocked to the concrete,
Because of past that parking lot on seventeenth street,
That's where me and my girl in a backseat bliss,
I can't believe that all this started up with a kiss,
It's all my dreams they turn into a life,
And now I'm feelin' like I'm sittin' on the of a knife!

Woah now woah hey say woah,
I tell her that I love her but I don't all the time,
Woah now woah hey say woah,
It's got me drinkin' and I'm thinkin' as I through the light,
out through the windshield wipers,
Then it me like a shot from the sniper!

Judy baby ain't got my eyes,
I whose eyes they is,
Yeah,
that baby ain't got my smile,
I whose smile that is,
Yeah...

Shit had me proof,
But I'm the fool the proof,
It's just an urban legend if ya think that be happy,
The is that la vida loca was all about you creepy sneakin',
yeah,
You got me yo,
You got the johnson,
You got the bone,
Now you don't get no like the lawyer said on the phone,
I come to your shack,
suburb,
Cadillac,
custody,
I'll it all back!

now woah hey woah say woah,
I wanna tell her that I love her but I all the time,
Woah now woah hey say woah,
I got the feelin' I'm livin' at the scene of a crime,
Starin' out the windshield wipers,
Then it hits me a shot from the sniper!

that baby ain't got my eyes,
I whose eyes they is,
Yeah,
Judy baby ain't got my smile,
I wonder whose that is,
Yeah...

no use,
no use...

Woah now hey woah say woah,
I wanna tell her that I love her but I all the time,
Woah now woah hey say woah,
I got the feelin' like I'm at the scene of a crime,
Woah now hey woah say woah,
I coulda sworn that I was it was such a surprise,
Woah now woah hey say woah,
And now my is kinda slippin' while my little one cries,
Starin' out the windshield wipers,
Then it hits me like a shot the sniper!

Judy baby ain't got my eyes,
I wonder eyes they is,
(Those see),
Yeah,
Judy baby ain't got my smile,
(Ain't got my smile),
I whose smile that is,
(I wonder),
Yeah,
that baby ain't got my style,
(That baby),
(That baby),
I wonder style that is,
(Woah I wonder),
Yeah,
Judy that baby just my child,
(It my child),
I wonder whose child is,
I know it mine...

It be his,
His his his,
It be his,
Yeah...