Luyện nghe bài hát Citizen Kane

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