Luyện nghe bài hát Invitation to the Blues

Well, shes up the register, an apron and a spatula
With yesterdays deliveries and tickets for
Shes a moving violation from her down to her shoes
But shes just an invitation to the

But you feel Cagney
And she looks like Rita
At the counter of the Schwabs
You wonder if she be single

a loner, likes to mingle
Got to be patience, try to up a clue
She says how you likeem
Medium or

Any way is the way, be careful not to gamble
On a guy a suitcase and a ticket getting out here
Its bus station and an old pair of shoes
nothing but an invitation to the blues

But you take your eyes off her
Get another cup of
And its the way she pours it for you
with the customers

Oh mercy, Mr. Percy, there aint back in jersey
But a down jalopy of a man I left behind
And a that I was chasing, a battle with booze
An open invitation to the

Ah, but shes had a daddy and a candy apple caddy
A account and everything
Accustomed to the things
He her for a socialite

He didnt love her at night and then hes drunk
And never told her that he cared
So she took the registration, car and her shoes
with an invitation to the blues

Now continental railways leaving
Local bus tonight, good
You can have my seat, Im 'round here for a while
Get a room at

The stations hiring and I can cat here every night
the hell have I got to lose?
Got a sensation, go or stay, I gotta choose
Ill accept invitation to the blues