Luyện nghe bài hát Wife, The Kids, And the White Picket Fence

Mail brides, turtlenecks and trophy wives
Had the ways and to breach the borders of easy street
And to blend in we all surrounded them
In a white picket fence, now both ends

Sufficed to say there's a time and a place so I
For the tug-of-war and who you'll it for
While between you and me point A to point B is a fine line
That burns at our good ends

Two peas in a pod, a battleaxe and a child
one step more and went straight to the source
And to blend right in, they opened with
Their rain spent to make ends meet

to say there's a time and a place so I wait
For the tug-of-war and who you'll it for
While between you and me from point A to point B is a line
That burns at our good ends

Go on, paint the whole red
I'd rather follow who cleans up the
And so I

Sufficed to say a time and a place so I wait
For the and who you'll pull it for
While between you and me from point A to point B is a fine
That burns at both our ends