Luyện nghe bài hát A Little Bit of Everything

With his against the San Francisco traffic,
On the bridges side faces towards the jail,
out to join a demographic,
He his first leg up over the rail.
And a call is made,
Police show up quickly.
The slams his passenger door.
He says, "Hey son why don't you through this with me,
Just tell me what doing it for."

"Oh, it's a bit of everything,
the mountains,
the fog,
It's the at six o'clock,
It's the death of my dog,
It's the angels up me,
It's the song that they sing,
It's a bit of everything."

An older man stands in a line,
He is and holding out his plate,
And the further he looks into his timeline,
That road always had led him to today,
And making up for when his bright had left him,
Making up for the fact that his son is gone,
And letting everything out once, His server him,
Have you figured out yet, what it is you

I want a bit of everything,
The and the beans,
Whatever helps me to about
The things that me to my knees,
So pile on mashed potatoes,
And an extra wing,
I'm having a bit of everything.

Somewhere a pretty girl is invitations,
To a she has scheduled for the fall,
Her man says, "Baby, can I make an
You don't seem to be any fun at all."
She said, "You just worry about your and your shirt-size,
And rest assured that is making me feel good,
I think that is so much easier than you realize,
If you can give to someone,
you should.

Cause it's a bit of everything,
The way you choke, the way you ache,
It is up before you,
So I can you as you wake.
So in the day in September,
not some stupid little ring,
I'm a little bit of everything.

Oh, a little bit of everything,
the matador and the bull,
It's the suggested dosage,
It is the red moon it's full.
All these and these doctors,
They're all and they're all wrong,
It's trying to make out every word,
When they simply hum along,
It's not some message in the dark,
Or some truth no one's seen,
It's a bit of everything.