Luyện nghe bài hát Big Time

It's Sunday night in the
And his flat tops done just
Below the drop is on the
meet the stiffs for a drinking night

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

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

You never know who he'll
I've him dancing in the street
And next Sunday he'll be
Back for

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

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

Well headed to the mad dog
he's looking for a skinhead girl
He'll take what he can it's the of a man
And the of a drunken fool

You never know who he'll
I've seen him dancing in the
And Sunday, he'll be coming
Back for

Well, it's Sunday night in the
And his flat done just right
the drop is on the stereo
He'll meet the for a drinking night

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

bound to see him someday
Between the and the streets of VA
So when you do don't be fooled by the
The story of a fool

Well, headed to the mad dog
Where looking for a skinhead girl
He'll take he can it's the story of a man
And the life of a drunken

You never know who he'll
seen him dancing in the street
And next Sunday, he'll be
Back for