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 in the driveway and the bottles in the hall
Well, I don't know where came from
It must be in the neighborhood
I sure hope they catch bums

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

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

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

Oh, please don't answer the
Hey, ain't it great bein' and alone like this
cigarette voice asking for her big boy
Why should I know who is
I know it looks bad
But you're lookin' at a victim of a or two
Oh, is it now seems like nothin'
I do pleases you

I know you've got own version of the truth
only three things left now I can do
Deny, deny,

Oh, deny, deny,