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

 Makin'  mess
 
 T-bone Billy just a singin' the 
 Caught his  with another man
 Lit up  smoke and did some talkin'
 With the  of his hand
 
 She started shakin', started losing her 
 But he was kicking  and playing it cool
 Signed  walkin' papers
  the 5:15 to Kalamazoo
 
  for your supper,
  rides for free
 Eat your heart out, I'll send  C.O.D.
 
 One, two baby  you do
 Three, four let me show you the 
 You're better  dead than makin' a mess of me
 Five, six  your last licks
 Seven, eight  me give it to you straight
 You're better  dead than makin a mess of me
 
 Now Billy-boy's out havin' a ball playin' fiddle at  local bar
 Dark shades, cool kicks,  Hollywood Blvd.
  Daddy and his fat cigar sayin':
 "Sign upon the  line!"
  shook his head and said:
 "All I need is  fiddle of mine!"
 
 Sing for  supper,
  rides for free
  your big time, I'll take care of me
 
 One, .....makin a  of me
 
 When  came knockin'
  kep-a-rockin' like this...
 
 Sing for your ....I'll  it C.O.D.
 
  a mess of me
 
 One, ....makin a mess  me
 
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