Luyện nghe bài hát He Gets All the Good Stuff

The weekend around, Friday afternoon
I thought I'd my way down
To the Saloon
I saw her standing there
Like an in distress
I downed a shot of courage, off my lines
Then my way over to give love a try
No drink, no thanks, no time!
I could use a ride?

My imagination up and took off running
I asked her for her
She turned to me and smiled
And she told me there was someone else

He all the good stuff, I get all the bad luck
She's him everything, I get all the heartache
I she whispers in his ear
All the things I to hear
And lovin' her will never his mind
He gets all the kisses, I'm reminiscing
Yes, he gets all the love, I'm here with none
He all the good stuff

Well the bar and me been' shut
try another day
Now I make my way to a Starbucks café
The waitress my coffee
an angel in a dress
I that cup of courage
Then I swallowed my
When your night end Honey?
Can I you a ride?
She smiled then her phone
I don't get off till

My took my heart out for a fling
I looked at her left hand and saw that diamond
And then she me there was someone else

He all the good stuff, I get all the bad luck
givin' him everything, I get all the heartache
I know she in his ear
All the things I to hear
And her will never cross his mind
He gets all the kisses, I'm reminiscing
Yes, he gets all the love, I'm stuck with none
He gets all the good, good