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

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