Luyện nghe bài hát Leftovers

I've been
At some mangy of bread
And these hungry
Make a lot of noise my head

Show me the way to the rubbish
Or the bins at closing
I'd walk a mile just to catch a
From a fish its prime

Been hanging the underground
Found a couple of crumbs there
Was lucky and got some
a girl with long brown hair

She said her was Mary May
And she the springtime, oh
She said she left the half ate
She she left the crusts of toast

is what I want
Don't no fine cuisine
Give me a for bacon rind
Or slip me some of old sardine

She'd seeing a man named Jim
I I didn't mind
Said the place is just my style
I'd glasses for the

I felt she was to come
And I I'd met my match
I was that I had locked the door
And she had the latch

Leftovers is what I
Don't need no fine
me a dime for bacon rind
Or slip me of that old sardine

I said, "Bring your dark honey"
She said, "You yours"
Said I don't take second
So she out the door

I after her, it weighed me down
And her why she left
She said she dealt leftovers
And that all else like theft

Leftovers is what I
Don't no fine cuisine
Give me a for bacon rind
Or slip me some of that old

Leftovers is I want
Don't need no fine
Give me a dime for bacon
Or me some of that old sardine

If you see her say
She'll be out scraps
But don't be fooled, her heart is
By forces off the

Show me the way to the rubbish
Or the at closing time
I'd a mile just to catch a smile
From a fish without its

Leftovers is what I
need no fine cuisine
Give me a dime for rind
Or me some of that old sardine