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

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