Luyện nghe bài hát Chicken & Biscuits

Lord have here she comes
Behind the wheel of a pickup
Mud
She's
Country girl just her thing and
Ain't nothing like a baby
my tractor drive me crazy
Likes
Loves
And she can hold her own in the
And by the way boys did I

pretty as a field of daisies
She's sweeter than wine
Way hotter the Alabama asphalt
And when I get her in these arms of
Lord have I love her kisses
Man I get enough

Kinda like chicken and

She can rock them high shoes
But she'd wear cowboy boots
Cut off jeans and a hat
Them girls can't do it like that
Off the on a Friday night
Dancin' and ain't scared to fight
By mornin' come rollin' around
Singin' in the is where she's found
Y'all I'm so
'Cause there ain't no

She's as a field of daisies
She's sweeter than wine
Way hotter than the asphalt
And when I get her in these arms of
Lord have mercy I love her
Man I get enough

Kinda like and biscuits

(Hey)
Hey sweet thing let me hold you
(Hold)
There's something you need to know
(Hey)
When it to lovin' you
(Hold)
There ain't nothin' I'd rather do

pretty as a field of daisies
She's sweeter than watermelon
Way than the Alabama asphalt
And I get her in these arms of mine
Lord have mercy I her kisses
Man I can't get

Kinda like and biscuits