Luyện nghe bài hát Mad

I got about high
So I spent the whole out
I got home Monday
Tore up like a can of

My suit was layin' on the steps
I picked it up and run
And I ain't back there since

mad yeah she's mad
It's back to the
I from the practice I've had
When she's mad I play a game
In the obituary
They've already printed my

She's feet three
And about hundred and eight
She's the kind of gal don't
In men a makin'

sweet and mighty nice
But she's mad
got a voice that'll cut through ice

Well mad ooh mad
back to the doghouse
I know the practice I've had
When she's mad I play a dangerous
In the column
They've printed my name

got eyes like a cat
And she watches every that I make
An clock mind
That's ringin' every time I'm late

I'm sorry, sick and all
But I'll to stick it out
'Cause it ain't safe to go home

mad ooh she's mad
It's back to the
I from the practice I've had
When she's mad I play a dangerous
In the obituary
They've already my name

In the obituary
They've already my name
In the obituary
They've already printed my