Luyện nghe bài hát Jockey Full Of Bourbon

originally by Tom
Edna Million in a drop dead
Pink on a downtown train
Two-dollar but the gun won't shoot
I'm in the on the pouring rain
Sixteen men on a man's chest
And I've drinking from a broken cup
Two pairs of pants and a mohair
I'm full of bourbon, I stand up

Hey little bird, fly home
house is on fire, children are alone
Hey little bird, fly away
Your house is on fire, your children are
broke a bottle on Morgan's head
And I'm stepping on the tail
Across the stripes of a moon's head
And through the of a Cuban jail
Bloody on a purple knife
Flamingo drinking a cocktail glass
I'm on the lawn someone else's wife
the view from up on top of the mast

I said,
sheets on a Hong Kong bed
Stazybo horn and a ride
"To the carnival" is what she
A dollars makes it dark inside
Edna Million in a drop dead
Dutch Pink on a downtown
Two-dollar pistol but the gun won't
I'm in the on the pouring rain