Luyện nghe bài hát Saturday Night

Saturday night
A on my face
I you
You me

You were my taste
Now left
With precious thoughts of half - assed half an stops
And talk so small I can't remember single word

Laced with think
Firm can't be swayed
Tell yourself happy
We both know the

It's behind the dirty talk
The sheets
The sexy
Your are closed

Your is open wide
And no good.
There is up my sleeve
There is in between

You and me that you see
So beg my pardon.

Honesty's a that can hurt you
Let it be
The thought counts is
Counting down the minutes 'till I

And when I do you'll be for security in words
Though you that you won't get it for the better
For the worse.

There is up my sleeve
There is nothing in
You and me that you see
So beg my

I for me
Then I'm in a couple weeks
I'm too weak to it
know how to end it

I for me.

is something up my sleeve
There is nothing in
You and me you can't see
So beg my is something up my sleeve

is nothing in between
You and me that you see
So beg my