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

Mail order brides, turtlenecks and trophy
Had the and means to breach the borders of easy street
And to blend right in we all them
In a white fence, now both ends meet

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 from point A to point B is a fine
That burns at both our ends

Two peas in a pod, a battleaxe and a bastard
Took one step more and straight to the source
And to blend right in, they fire with
rain checks spent to make ends meet

Sufficed to say there's a 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 line
That burns at our good ends

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

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