Luyện nghe bài hát Big Time

It's Sunday in the city
And his flat tops just right
Below the drop is on the
He'll the stiffs for a drinking night

It's quarter past eight and he's 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, headed to the mad dog
Where he's for a skinhead girl
He'll take he can it's the story of a man
And the of a drunken fool

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Well, he's to the mad dog
he's looking for a skinhead girl
He'll 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 Sunday, he'll be coming
for more