Luyện nghe bài hát Citizen Kane

(McKinley)
He froze the air his funny stare,
she felt the raise on her bare arms.
He said, "It's not on me the irony, the waste we are."
He her wrists, pulled her down to sit next to him.
He said, "Let me tell you a story since all I can do.
There are so many like this that it's hard to choose.
You know the ones about the plucky, silly girls
that make the out of life,
look fetching in a flour-sack dress
a good man, a man and this is where the story falls apart.
"You're not plucky or silly and I don't have an warm heart."
She put her hand over his mouth, said, "What the are you talking about?"
I know those that make the best out of life
fetching in an hour-glass dress.
They're for a boy like you to talk to.
I've so lonely for a boy like you to talk to.
If you'd stop playing Citizen
Then we can turn these off and start again.
I'm not some girl that makes the best out of life
fetching in a flour-sack dress behind
a good man, a good man, a man.
He said, "It's not on me, the irony."