Luyện nghe bài hát Deny, Deny, Deny

That me at a quarter to three
Back in our
Tearin' up the roses and the grown tomatoes
In my new car
Those bottles in the driveway and the in the hall
Well, I don't know where they from
It must be burglars in the
I sure hope they catch bums

I know you've got your own version of the
There's only three things now I can do
Deny, deny,

Well I was allegedly dropped by a truck waitress
At our door
Now who you gonna believe, your sweet lovin'
Or those eyes of yours
That lipstick on my collar, that you found mornin'
Well not lipstick at all
I was in a hurry to get back to you honey
Had a little fall

Oh, yeah you've got own version of the truth
There's only things left now I can do
Deny, deny,

Oh, don't answer the phone
Hey, ain't it great bein' home and alone like
That cigarette asking for her big boy
Why should I know who is
Yeah I know it bad
But you're lookin' at a of a circumstance or two
Oh, what is it now seems nothin'
I do pleases you

I know you've got your own of the truth
There's only things left now I can do
Deny, deny,

Oh, deny, deny,