Luyện nghe bài hát Invitation To The Blues

Well she's up the register
an apron and a spatula
With deliveries
And the tickets for the
She's a violation
From her conk down to her
But just an invitation to the blues

And you feel like Cagney
She looks like Hayworth
At the of the
Schwab's store
You wonder if she might be
She's a and likes to mingle
Got to be and pick up a clue

She says, "How you gonna 'em
Over medium or
You say "Anyway's the only way", be careful not to
On a guy a suitcase
And a gettin' out of here
In a tired bus station and an old pair of
But it ain't nothin' but an to the blues

But you can't take your eyes off her get another cup of
And it's the way she pours it for you
Joking with the mercy mercy Mr. Percy
There ain't back in Jersey
But a broken-down jalopy of a man I left
And a dream that I was chasin' and a battle booze
And an invitation to the blues

But she's had a sugar daddy and a apple caddy
And a bank account and accustom to the finer things
He probably left her for a
And he didn't her except at night
And then he's and never even told her that he cared
So they took the registration and the and her shoes
And left her with an to the blues

'Cause there's a Continental leavin'
Local bus tonight, evenin'
You can have my seat, I'm stickin' here for a while
Get me a room at the the fillin' station's hirin'
And I can eat every night what the hell have I got to lose
Got a crazy go or stay and I've got to choose
And I'll accept your invitation to the