Luyện nghe bài hát It Must Be Sunday

And I watched the world me
inside a phone booth
And it began to me
I tried to keep my
I said it be sunday
'cause tellin' the truth
And then it might be monday
Yeah it might be
ev'rybody's drinkin' vermouth
She lent her
At the kissing
But she 'em away for free
an acid joke and a box of smoke
She can see
She drives her bus at
headlights off
And up
And for
She has a shopping spree
a man who loved so hard
He was like a billboard
He toasted life and
'til his began to spin
He pressed his
On streets
And he wept his gin

And he came back as himself
thirty-first
Is the very time of the year
You got to of people
That you like
To share your
Just when having fun
january one
And you for explanations
To