Luyện nghe bài hát Wife

Here she comes, my
See her down on the
Well, yeah, she's mine,
Or up on her

Yeah, she comes
the dog-breath heat
With her concertina
And her ballerina

Under a sun
Under a red and green
Call her name and the drum
Through the condominiums and the

God is gone. We got to get a new one
Not lock Him down in cathedrals and
I the eternal woman
The fire that leapt from pages

O, baby, she comes
My righteous, ringless
She is the soul of an ailing
She is Latin pride

There she runs, through the
Through of packed dirt and bone
She's prepared to accept the of the world's great pain

Ah, she comes
I will love her for all
In her little, small skirt, so short
rhythm, defying rhyme

The are crying like babies
Up and down the
The kids are howling cats
not enough in their bellies

Here, she's gaily tripping the streets
Cats and kids stop to
The kids all band their
They shoot their guns the air

She don't no gun
Her lips are loaded up kisses
She got kisses all around her
She got criss-crossing her breasts

Keep playing song
Don't let the band go
I tell you God is
We are on our own

Yeah, she comes
In a dress of red and
Up the steps to our
I got to tell her

I say, I say, b-b-b-b-b-baby!
Ye-ye-ye-ye-ah! Yea-a-a-a-h! Uh-huh!
0 b-b-b-baby!
here she comes!