Luyện nghe bài hát Aching to Pupate

Aching to
to pupate
Aching to
Aching to

Aching to
to pupate
Aching to
to pupate

I should butterflies
a shortage in the city
I'll stand on a corner
All and giddy

When the passersby by
I open up my trench coat
will see the butterflies
Dangling like Rolex's

Every morning I up
With a and a smirk
I'll put on a mustache
I'll drink Heineken, eat

I'll call my mom and dad
Tell them that I'm doing
Or I'll a tipsy letter
To a good friend of mine

Or I'll up on the bed
Waltzing with the broomstick
But before I leave the
I will my lips with lipstick

But peddling is a sport
competition in the city
Everyone is on a corner
All and giddy

Some are selling and shoes
are selling books and gold
I've been standing here for
Not one butterfly's sold
And how I'm

Aching to
to pupate
Aching to
to pupate

Aching to
to pupate
Aching to
Aching to