Luyện nghe bài hát Dr. Bernice

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Baby don't you drive around Dr. Bernice
She's not a doctor at all
She's got like a man with hair on the back
crush you in her embrace

Though the may whisper and moan sometimes
We all need a place to live
Though the may whisper and howl at your a door
We all need the of friends

don't you drive around with Dr. Bernice
That ain't a Cadillac
It's a Delta eighty-eight painted black
With fake leather from Juarez

Though the wind may whisper and moan
On a hot desert it is still
Though the world may whisper and howl at your
You're not obliged to let all in, okay Johnny

Baby don't you in that faux Cadillac
If you must ride in the back
If you sing while you ride be a siren tonight
Spare poor sailor's life from the rocks

Though the may whisper a melody now
We can't a tune of our own
Though the world may whisper and blow in your
And tangle the on your head

On a hot desert night we can drive down the
And the stars spell out your name
On a hot night with the windows down wide
The sirens will sing me song

And the ghosts of the who died on the rocks
not a twinch of regret
Though the wind may tangle the hair on head
You sing a siren to me

On a hot night, the caravan stops
At the next to your heart
The soundtrack is by some aged British queen
On B.B.C One

Though the wind may whisper and epic
The cast must include Black
Though the symphony shift with the sands
You sing like a to me

You like a siren to me
You like a siren to me