Luyện nghe bài hát .38 Special

Well I'm by myself
While else
Sings songs down in the
Brown paper bagging it after
But it's a bag for me
my groceries
A few of champagne
the high life for the rain

And the door man my name
Good old Joe sure my game
Though he says it's the to blame
I can't say I feel the

See be nursing number one
And too beer two is done
And then three, four, five, six
And they're all again

And half the flask
I forget I have
in in my office with my .38 special revolver

Still half the
I always I have
Sitting in in my office with my .38 revolver (x3)

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

There's still half the
I always I have
Sitting in my office with my .38 special

Still half the
I forget I have
Sitting in in my office with my .38 revolver (x5)

If the dead haunt the
Their bodies are
Chamber me one last to see
If my luck keep
If my will keep
Oh yes me
One round to see
If my will keep this gun company

by myself
While everybody
Is out in the park
Or going in police cars
They

Oh la da da oh la la la (x12)