🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Little Susie - Michael Jackson

 Little Susie
 
 Somebody killed  Susie
 The girl  the tune
 Who sings  the daytime at noon
 She was  screaming
 Beating her voice in  doom
 But nobody came  her soon...
 
 A  down the stairs
 Her  torn
 Oh  blood in her hair...
 A mystery  sullen in air
 She  there so tenderly
 Fashioned so 
 Lift  with care,
 Oh  blood in her hair...
 
 Everyone  to see
 The girl that  is dead
 So blind stare the eyes  her head...
 And suddenly a voice  the crowd said
 This girl lived  vain
  face bear such agony, such strain...
 
  only the man from next door
  Little Susie and how he cried
 As  reached down
 To  Susie's eyes...
 She lie there so 
  so slenderly
 Lift  with care
 Oh the  in her hair...
 
 It was  for God's sake
  her singing the tune
 For someone to  her despair
 To be damned to know hoping is dead  you're doomed
  to scream out
 And nobody's 
 
 She knew no one 
 
 Father  home, poor mother died
 Leaving  alone
  soul too had flown...
 No one  care
 Just to  her
 How much can one 
 Rejecting the needs in her 
 
  can kill
 Like a knife in  soul
  it will
 Little Susie  so hard to live...
 She  there so tenderly
  so slenderly
 Lift her with 
 So young and  fair