🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Makin'a Mess - Skid Row

  a mess
 
 T-bone Billy  a singin' the blues
 Caught  lady with another man
 Lit up a smoke and did some 
 With  back of his hand
 
 She started shakin', started losing her 
 But he was kicking back and playing  cool
 Signed her  papers
 Took the 5:15 to 
 
  for your supper,
 Nobody rides  free
 Eat  heart out, I'll send it C.O.D.
 
 One, two baby what you 
 Three,  let me show you the door
 You're better off dead than makin'  mess of me
 Five,  take your last licks
 Seven, eight  me give it to you straight
 You're better off dead than makin  mess of me
 
 Now Billy-boy's out havin' a ball playin' fiddle at the  bar
 Dark shades, cool  he's Hollywood Blvd.
  Daddy and his fat cigar sayin':
 "Sign upon the  line!"
  shook his head and said:
 "All I need is that fiddle  mine!"
 
 Sing  your supper,
  rides for free
 Take your big  I'll take care of me
 
 One, .....makin  mess of me
 
 When trouble  knockin'
 Billy kep-a-rockin' like 
 
 Sing for your ....I'll send it 
 
 One,.....makin a  of me
 
 One, ....makin a  of me
 
 Skid Row