Luyện nghe bài hát Barangrill

Three waitresses all wearing diamond earrings
Talking about and Singapore slings
No trouble in their faces not one anxious
None of the crazy you get from too much

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

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

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

The guy at the gas pumps got a lot of soul
He sings merry for you just like Nat King Cole
And he up his own tune right 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 some gets filled
And you even forget to ask "Hey, Barangrill?"