Luyện nghe bài hát Spaghetti Strapped

Hey
What you like?
I have seen you get up, and go to that
Like five or six in the last twenty minutes
What the hell's on?

1]
Under the great wide sky
Still the same guy the paint dry
With bloodshot snake
My lady still hates me like you know she
Because the simple in life don't get overlooked
But now I'm here with a glass of beer
Positioned in my chair to watch your ass a mirror
Hungover and horny, old man
junky drunk leaving tips for the dope man
I'll impress her with my selections
Spit a couple in exchange for affection
And if legs work as good as they look girl
You can walk up and down the page in my
Can you secret?
get your feet wet
Let me make up pet names for all little regrets
(Here let me buy you a as a token of my erection)
Hoping that open up and put down your weapons

Up, up, girl let strap down, put your strap down
Up, up, girl put strap down

2]
Spaghetti strapped, another lap around the
I had to suffer onto somebody's back
up with that?
Where's the
Find the dotted line between acquainted with and
But damn got head rushed, stop
What's the big fuss it was a little hand job
So what if her friend took off her bra and and drawers
It was like a
Why the witnesses always positioned up in your
Like they're invested in your best
Who I be with, and who I with
Affects this vicarious that the weak live
now the pressure's on me to charm you
Relieve you of your weapon, you
See if I can get you off this
We all know if I can get you out your clothes girl

3]
From the star-fuckers to the lovers
Passing on none
got scars mother
Some of them will heal
Sometimes you gotta step aside; you wanna see how the feels
You can't avoid them or fill a void 'em
If you're nuts you'll enjoy trying to make him your
I'm like a pile of paper and the day after Christmas
(Naw, naw for real I take my clothes off right here girl)
Who wants to me, I'm looking for a muse
This time around I'm to cook up the blues
Let's make a love, a little hate
A little give and take and give it to the kids can relate
And we don't even have a
It's the balance, the between your ears and my voice
So praise God that the rain stopped
Let's head to my spot and take wet tank-top off now