Luyện nghe bài hát Barangrill

Three waitresses all wearing black diamond
Talking zombies and Singapore slings
No trouble in their faces not one voice
None of the you get from too much choice

The thumb and the satchel or the rented
And you think she something by the second refill
You think she's enlightened as she totals your
You say "Show me the way to Barangrill"

Well some say it's in service they say "Humble pure"
You're hoping it's folly 'cause you're headed that way for sure
And you have to laugh 'cause it's all so crazy
Ah, her mind's on her boyfriend and eggs over

It's just a trick on you her mirrors and will
So, you ask the truck driver on the way to the
But he's just a to Barangrill

The guy at the gas pumps he's got a lot of
He sings merry for you just like Nat King Cole
And he makes up his own tune on the spot
About whitewalls and and this job he's got

And you want to get and you want to stay still
But lost in the moment longing gets filled
And you even forget to ask "Hey, Barangrill?"