Luyện nghe bài hát Folk Singer

Like a folk singer's I'm moving on
And I'm not the kind of man acts very strong
the girls are looking on
When the are looking on
If you tied my hands and put on my feet
I can picture myself down any street
people that I meet
Looks rain to me
Every day at eleven I'm home in bed in sleep heaven
Alone 'cause my girl leaves at seven got time for my bedn'in
She said stop pretendin' you're not JOhn
I ever get over this
Having tasted lips with a kiss
You can me off your list
Take these cuffs off my wrists
And drop fists
Soon as I'm well I'm leave my house
Become more of a man and less a mouse
Drive my car down south to the mouth
In the gulf of Mexico get soused
Every I made in the shade of Esplanade
I've in a song that I play when I'm afraid
Of a full scale
From the that I've made
When I heard the about the union dues
And how time I lose no matter which door I choose
I put on my shows
And I just cruised (and you I got bruised)
It was fun it lasted until it was blasted
Right out of the water and into
Now he feels shafted and she's past it
She's like elastic and he's so