Luyện nghe bài hát Yvette

I can make out a little light from the house on the cul-de-sac
Bedroom upstairs, a family affair.

watched you in class, your eyes are cut glass and you stay covered upstairs
Head to your toe, so nobody will it was you

I not be a man yet,
But that will never be,
So I'm my Weatherby
My sight and my
And I hope hope.
I against hope.

Your mother seems nice, I don't understand why she say anything.
As if she see who he turned out to be.

I not be a man yet,
But your father never be,
So I up my Weatherby.
I let out my
And I with death.
I couple death.

Saw your last night in the window the light made a silhouette.
Saw him hold you that way, he won't hold you way anymore, Yvette.