Luyện nghe bài hát Swing [Album Version]

She to and her
life was how she remembered it
She had a full of fur
And she was

She her hearse
Across spaces posted for motorcycles only
And jumped out,
"What the cus could make a nice
Like us so lonely?"

Are you as water
In a left dripping
With an incessant
Like a sad skipping

And an ugly and
And dread
Lurking like a troll under the
Between your heart and your

Please blind kind sir
Lend miss listless a bit of Christmas
been a real good girl
But now she's stuck

The world is so little and
Mysterious and ominous as before
Like an unmarked full of pills
On the right next to the ting
You reaching for

the groove 'round here
Where I can it
When I get my ass back on
I'm gonna it

shift 'til I get the money
To buy me and my baby a moon of honey
I'm gonna turn the nagging voices
Inside my

That me to bed and say
You suck, blah, blah,