Luyện nghe bài hát After Los Angeles

I got a cut
A shirt
A St. Paulie's
But I need any of that

I got a on a napkin
A soup can to sing
A tune in its worst
I got a like a fistfight

And a tab after
And a right woman
And be hell to pay
After Los

And you believe
What I've
This town is a for wordsmiths
And and misters and misses

And full of kisses
And all of you
Can't till I'm bitter
I've got a fever like the boulevard

And a right fast
me beside you when I die
When I'm and gone.
Mama sing me to

While you
But don't at all
You can me in the back
And if you care

why did you ask?