Luyện nghe bài hát I Call That True Love

(Shel Silverstein)

Ever' mornin' won't you you wake up early cook me great big steak
Serve it to me in bed go on the street and hustle bring me back all the you make
Won't you rub my body with sweet scented oil, cool me with a fan
Run to the church fall down on knees say Lord I wanna thank you for that man

And I'll call true love, true and sweet
That ain't the of love I'm gettin'
But baby that's the of love I need

I wanna come every evenin' to a great big meal of wine and roasted pheasant
I want you to say to me Ray, hey this is Susy, this is Kay, I brought 'em home to you for a present
When The Man downs his soul and find my stash, you tell 'em it belongs to you
And you're sittin' in the slam tell all the other chickies when they get out they should look me up too

And I'll call that true love, true and
That ain't the of love I'm gettin'
But that's the kind of love I need

Some guy accuses me of with his wife threatens to take me apart
a gun at me, I want you to jump in the middle and take the bullet in your own heart
And as you're lyin' on the and dyin', I want you to look up at me and say
Hey Ray I'm sorry I messed up your rug, roll my body out of the way

And I'll call that true love, true and
That the kind of love I'm gettin'
But baby that's the kind of I need

Hollywood calls you on the telephone I you to turn down the part
And when we're ballin' baby, on top so I never ever strain my heart

And I'll that true love, true and sweet
That ain't the kind of I'm gettin'......