Luyện nghe bài hát It Must Be Sunday

And I watched the surround me
>From a phone booth
And it to astound me
I tried to my couth
I said it must be
'Cause tellin' the truth
And then again it be Monday
Yeah it be Monday
ev'rybody's drinkin' vermouth
She her hand
At the stand
But she 'em away for free
With an acid and a box of smoke
She can see
She drives her bus at
With off
And up
And for
She has planned a shopping
There's a man who so hard
He was like a grin
He toasted and beauty
'Til his head began to
He pressed his
On rainwashed
And he into his gin

And he came back as himself
thirty-first
Is the very time of the year
You got to think of
you like enough
To share beer
Just you're having fun
It's one
And you wait for
To