Luyện nghe bài hát Chemo Limo

I had a
crispy Benjamin Franklin came over
Baby, sat all four of my

Then in my dream, I told the off
He said, If you want to do it
you don't have to do it
He said, The truth is, you'll be okay,

in my dream
Crispy crispy Franklin and the doctor
and had a talk with my boss

Something about insurance
They kept the closed at all times
I hear or see

When they came out said
You'll be okay,
And I smiled I'd known it all along

No thank you, no you, no thank you, no thank you
I don't have to pay for this
I couldn't afford chemo like I afford a limo
And on any day, I'd rather ride a limousine

No you, no thank you, no thank you, no thank you
I about to to die like this
I couldn't afford chemo like I afford a limo
And besides this is making me tired

It's making me
making me tired
You know I plan to retire day
And I'm go out in style
Go out in

shit it's making me tired
It's making me
It's me tired
gonna go out in style
Go out in

When I up
My kids were quiet
I knew it was a dream away
I the limousine company

Then I got
I dressed the as well
The limousine in
And we in

The doctor he asked which way we headed
I said, Sir, just go west and he listened obediently
Sophie only wants to listen to BBC
Michael sat on my and whispered to me
All about the

Jacqueline was being a big girl
With her cup of tea out of the window
And Barbara, she looks like my mom
Oh my God,
She looks so like my mom

No thank you, no thank you, no thank you, no you
I don't to pay for this shit
I couldn't afford chemo I couldn't afford a limo
And on any given day, I'd ride a limousine

No thank you, no thank you, no thank you, no you
I ain't about to die this
I couldn't afford chemo I couldn't afford a limo
And besides this is making me tired

making me tired
It's me die
You know, I plan to some day
And gonna go out in style
Go out in

This shit, making me tired
making me tired
It's making me
gonna go out in style
Go out in

I had a
Crispy crispy Franklin came over and
Baby, sat all of my kids

I had a
Crispy crispy Benjamin Franklin over and
Baby, sat all of my kids

only want to tune us into radio BBC
Michael sat on my and whispered to me
All the meanie

Jacqueline was being such a big
With her cup of tea out of the window
And Barbara, she looks like my mom
Oh my God, Barbara, she looks so much my mom

Oh my God,
She looks so just like my mom