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

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