Luyện nghe bài hát Delilah Blue

A cigarette burns itself out in a crushed up can ashtray
In of a busted up old mirror
Blue is checking out his tired sachet
Getting bored or just disappointed with his own
He waves it all away

Taking to his good black eyed Susan, he says
"Maybe we go out West?
Get a tan and fake the rest, this ol' is just a test
a test anyhow"
Then back to his own reflection he
"Oh, Blue, what do we do now?"

The manager of the Stardest Motel is banging louder
On seven's door, saying
"If you two Queens don't pay up for all week
You can't here no more"

And laughs as black eyed Susan says
"Silly is such a bore"
In a while they know she'll away

It's just a drunken game she to play
Besides, she they always pay
They pay somehow
Oh, Delilah Blue, what do we do

Oh, Delilah Blue, what do we do
do we do now?
Magnolia memories my eyes
And the sweet bird of youth flown away

But don't let anybody say
This old dancer had her day
'Cause old dancer always knew
We'd make it through, Blue

in the bath tub now
And it's Black-Eyed Susan's turn to
The of the United States is on TV
Tellin' the country's doin' fine

Well, he must be talkin' 'bout some country
'Cause honey, he sure as hell talkin' 'bout mine
Wish I could strut up to the White House
In Temple drag and sing
'Brother can you spare a

Hey, Miss D, I could always pawn Jayne Mansfield thing
How much cash you think that old rag'd
My ruby red dress, I used to wear to
Back when they'd and they'd wow
Oh, Delilah Blue, what do we do

Oh, Delilah Blue, do we do now?
do we do now?
Magnolia fill my eyes
And the sweet bird of done flown away

But let anybody ever say
This old dancer had her day
'Cause this old dancer always
make it through, Delilah Blue

Does the year 2000 ever you
'Cause it's comin' up so
This getting thing seems to be
More about just learnin' how to

through my old phone book
Delilah, all our mad, mad we were such a cast
What do I keep this old thing for?

Most our friends ain't even here no
I'm lonely as a ghost town whore
Left standin' up somehow
Oh, Delilah Blue, do we do now?

a towel turban on his head
Delilah Blue in the golden aura of bathroom light
Tell you a secret, Susan, I learned a long, long time ago
It's me on my feet all these years, high heels too
I got the strap to show

You can it or you can leave it
Oh baby, guess I don't really
But it seems to me between the blues we cannot
And all the we try to tame

We're pawns in our own game
Try not to let it your pretty brow
And just before he cuts the
He his own reflection in the mirror

And at the sight
Try not to let it wrinkle your pretty little
Oh, Blue, what do we do now?

Oh, Delilah Blue, what do we do
What do we do
Magnolia memories my eyes
And the sweet bird of youth done flown

But let anybody ever say
This old dancer had her day
this old dancer always knew
We'd make it through, Blue

Oh, Delilah Blue, do we do now?
What do we do
Magnolia memories my eyes
And the sweet bird of done flown away

But don't let anybody say
This old never had her day
this old dancer always knew
We'd make it through, Blue

'Cause this old thought
She knew, make it through
Oh, old dancer thought
She knew, Blue, what do we do now?