Luyện nghe bài hát Twistin' Tops

Writers: Doug Supernaw/Rick

Here's to you with champagne in hand
Although the arms you are another man's
His dollar house and his fine foreign car
Have left me in this little bar

But the dollars in your
Can't hold back the tears cry
When the glamour fades into a lonely
Drink your bubbly, me barley and hops
And on this stool I'll be by
Twistin' tops 'til his runs dry
Here's to me and the slow hands
For you the time is flyin', but for me so still it
Am I right for hangin' on, just a wishful fool
Convinced that it's a stage that you're through

But the dollars in eyes
Can't hold the tears you'll cry
When the glamour fades a lonely night
Drink your bubbly, me barley and hopes
And on this stool I'll be by
Twistin' 'til his champagne runs dry

Twistin' tops 'til his champagne dry