Luyện nghe bài hát When The Hangover Strikes

When the strikes
And I open my post and the is on

And I'm burning my toast, I let the battle
I see a sun in the and a draught at the door
my head in my lap, there's a day to explore
But I'm without sense

As the hangover
And I turn on the tap but the too loud

And I'm caged by the fact, the battle's not lost
Is it the of the dog or the baa of a lamb
In a sheepish attempt to be of the man
I might be or was

Poor poor poor, one
Pour pour pour, pour me another one, one

the hangover strikes
And a mirror reveals, that it's or bust

And a drink appeal, now the battle is won
So the cure of the can, pours its out to me
Though I'm locked up but I can't find the key
Well no was done

Poor poor poor, one
Pour pour pour, me one, another one

was done