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

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

Sufficed to say there's a and a place so I wait
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
burns at both our good ends

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

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

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

Sufficed to say there's a and a place 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