Luyện nghe bài hát Friday the 13th

It was a fine coast morning
And I found planted outside
The Cap 'N'
Tipping back the
In order to calm my dancing
You see I usually don't
The tied-up watchdog
Looking up and the street
But is the corner
A., my car and I
Were supposed to

You see Joey The and I
Were out glasses last night
When I got three to an ill wind
Myself being in
Of a fine 5 Lincoln convert
Joey offered to skip me back to the
I to a barren driveway
And a neighbor started to
"Joey you off,
And got your ride!"

Black cats, they don't me
I smile in bad
And I'm as the day is long
But takin' my car,
That's wrong

It was now
And up scuffles Benny The
A real hot air from way back
I inquired about A.
And my superfine
Then Mr. B.S. his gums
And to me,
"Joe's the short,
da oil
He'll be by three."

So the little hand three
And who appear
But a Cuban cat Geronimo
An cat
In the textile

He said, "Joey knocked over a
And is low for a few,
But in your trunk he you some treasure
A pint of rye and a case of Slim
For your pleasure

Now ten p.m. me
Hot as a zippo
Rosie appears
On her motivated
Nightly exercise
I asked the
Of the thief in question
And she shot me that stare
And said, "Joey A.?
I got out of his Lincoln
On Way."

I
"Kill A.!" when the bar keep came out
To simmer my boil
He said, "Joey A. just on the blower,
He said you better town,
the cops got your ride.
You're for solicitation,
-- you owe him one,
And the scather." He said,
"And another cat,
ask me for
favors!"