Luyện nghe bài hát Chemo Limo

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

in my dream, I told the doctor off
He said, If you want to do it
Then you have to do it
He said, The is, you'll be okay, anyway

Then in my
Crispy Benjamin Franklin and the doctor
Went and had a talk my boss

Something about insurance
They kept the closed at all times
I couldn't or see

When they came out they
be okay, anyway
And I smiled 'cause I'd known it all

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

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

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

This it's making me tired
It's me tired
It's making me
I'ma go out in style
Go out in

When I up
My were being quiet
I knew it was a dream away
I called the company

I got dressed
I dressed the kids as
The pulled in
And we in

The doctor he asked which way we were
I said, Sir, let's just go west and he listened
Sophie wants to listen to radio BBC
sat on my knees and whispered to me
All the meanies

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

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

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

It's making me
It's me die
You know, I to retire some day
And I'm-a gonna go out in
Go out in

This shit, it's me tired
It's making me
making me tired
I'ma 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 came over and
Baby, sat all of my kids

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

Jacqueline was being a big girl
With her cup of tea looking out of the
And Barbara, she just like my mom
Oh my God, Barbara, she so much like my mom

Oh my God,
She looks so much like my mom