Luyện nghe bài hát Lately

In the fog
There was tear gas through the twilight
And he what life would be like
With a screen TV, a fridge full of beer
And a conscience that's

See
She'd been thinking about her little baby
And the boy who had to defend me
She's a good of mine
But I can't the place of her man anytime

And it won't be long he's coming home

You gotta your soldier home
all those stones have all been thrown
Gotta give, get a to get a look at his kid
And hope he can live whatever he did

Now
He was reading magazines on the line
He was trying not to think about her
And what he might done
'Cause it seemed like neither one of
Were any fun

See
She'd been acting crazy lately
Oh man, I she was gonna hate me
'Cause I watch her little one
I had so to do, I was so high strung

And it be long till daddy's home

You bring your soldier home
When all those stones have all been
You give, get a chance to get a look at his kid
And he can live with whatever he did

And lately, all the hate me
And lately all the hate escapes me lately

So he her
He said, "Darling, I've been so alone here
Am I making myself perfectly
And I'm on my way back a couple more missions
And I start packed"

You gotta bring your soldier
When all those stones all been thrown
Gotta give, get a to get a look at his kid
And he can live with whatever he did

Lately I was wondering if she heard from him
Oh, lately I was if she heard from him lately