Luyện nghe bài hát Invitation To The Blues

Well up against the register
an apron and a spatula
With deliveries
And the for the bachelors
She's a violation
From her conk to her shoes
But it's just an invitation to the

And you feel just Cagney
She like Rita Hayworth
At the of the
Schwab's drug
You if she might be single
She's a and likes to mingle
Got to be and pick up a clue

She says, "How you gonna 'em
Over or scrambled?
You say "Anyway's the way", be careful not to gamble
On a guy with a
And a ticket gettin' out of
In a tired bus and an old pair of shoes
But it ain't nothin' but an to the blues

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

But she's had a sugar daddy and a candy caddy
And a bank account and everything accustom to the things
He left her for a socialite
And he love her except at night
And then he's drunk and even told her that he cared
So they took the and the car-keys and her shoes
And left her an invitation to the blues

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