Luyện nghe bài hát Telephone

Another night of too cough syrup
I'm awakened by the incessant ringing of a
I still have dreams caked in the corners of my
And my mouth is dry and tastes

Again the

Slowly, I out of bed
The of an erection
Still in my shorts
Like a guest

Again the

Carefully, I to the bathroom
As to not display my manhood to
There, I make the perfunctory morning

Which always seem to precede my
to the once blue toilet water
That I always making green

the ringing

I shake twice like others
And I'm annoyed by the
That seems to remain
a small acreage of wetness
On the of my briefs

I slowly languidly, lazily, crazily stumble the den
Where my smokes his guitars
I mean cigars in his easy
I know all easy chairs
And then I sing a for my friends

Jesus is my boyfriend, Jesus is my
You can't have him Jesus is my boyfriend

Ringing,

Dang it, goddamn, motherfucking, son of a is ringing
I into the kitchen and I stare blankly
At that shrieking plastic bastard, since it ringing
I know it's her and since it keeps she knows it's me

We are the world, we are the
We are the ones who a darker day
So let's killing

a choice you're making
We're our own lives
true, we'll make a darker day
you and me