Luyện nghe bài hát City Thing

Well on the day that I left
I that I'd be pretty cool
And I'd move up to the for awhile
So I'm in this cafe
a coffee I mean latte
And the rotten wouldn't even smile

Well all the round here
they're not into drinking
into sipping cocktails all the time
they get on the rum
not into having fun
or rather sit at home and poor a wine

Slicking life ain't what it's cracked up to be
I'd better ring mum and tell her to put some on ice for me

'cause I'm
to the country
where the roads are dry and
where flanelet and blue are the trend
where lots of parking spaces
and but friendly faces
And I'll never do the city again

All the round here
they at me and sneer
and stare at the akubra on my head
with all that product in their
and their underwear
you'd think that they'd be into instead

City Slicking life ain't what it's up to be
I'd better ring mum and tell her to put blokes on hold for me

I'm heading
home to the
the roads are dry and dusty
where flanelet and jeans are the trend
where there's lots of parking
and nothing but friendly
And never do the city thing again

I missed the city calling
and the food serve's appalling
well hang out at my local pub instead
where no one give you
you can win a cold chook
and at the bar maids there can pull a head

City life ain't what it's cracked up to be
I'd better mum and tell her to put a lamb roast on for tea

I'm heading
home to the
the roads are dry and dusty
where and blue jeans are the trend
where there's of parking spaces
and nothing but faces
And I'll do the city thing again