Luyện nghe bài hát .38 Special

Well I'm drinking by
While else
songs down in the park
Brown paper bagging it after
But a plastic bag for me
Carrying my
A few cans of
the high life for the rain

And the door man my name
Good old Joe sure my game
Though he it's the youth to blame
I say I feel the same

See I'll be number one
And too soon beer two is
And then three, four, five, six
And they're all empty

And half the flask
I always I have
Sitting in in my with my .38 special revolver

Still half the
I forget I have
Sitting in in my with my .38 special revolver (x3)

Looking back another empty glass
To the past when I was so
Peaking the counter that was too tall
my first sip of alcohol
This could be my last of it all

There's half the flask
I always I have
Sitting in my office with my .38 revolver

Still the flask
I always I have
Sitting in in my with my .38 special revolver (x5)

If the haunt the places
Their are found
me one last round to see
If my luck keep
If my will keep
Oh yes me
One last to see
If my luck will keep this gun

by myself
While else
Is out in the park
Or home in police cars
They

Oh la da da oh la la la (x12)