Luyện nghe bài hát Big Time

It's Sunday night in the
And his flat tops done right
the drop is on the stereo
He'll meet the for a drinking night

It's quarter past eight and never been late
For a with his name on it
So into the car and down to the bar
Where he buys the first for the boys

Well, he's to the mad dog
Where looking for a skinhead girl
take what he can it's the story of a man
And the life of a fool

You never who he'll meet
I've seen him dancing in the
And next Sunday be coming
for more

Well, he worked his way the slaughterhouse
And through the years that he'd rather
He holds to the friends that he left behind
And to the boys he just met

But it's quarter past eight and never been late
For a bottle his name on it
So into the car and down to the bar
he buys the first round for the boys

Well headed to the mad dog
Where he's looking for a skinhead
He'll what he can it's the story of a man
And the life of a fool

You know who he'll meet
seen him dancing in the street
And next Sunday, be coming
for more

Well, Sunday night in the city
And his tops done just right
Below the is on the stereo
He'll meet the for a drinking night

It's quarter eight and he's never been late
For a with his name on it
For a road ahead to the bar
Where he the last round for the boys

bound to see him someday
Between the and the streets of VA
So when you do be fooled by the story
The story of a fool

Well, he's to the mad dog
Where looking for a skinhead girl
take what he can it's the story of a man
And the of a drunken fool

You never who he'll meet
seen him dancing in the street
And next Sunday, be coming
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