Luyện nghe bài hát Leftovers

I've drooling
At mangy scraps of bread
And these voices
Make a lot of noise inside my

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

hanging round the underground
Found a of crumbs down there
Was lucky and got flotsam
From a girl long brown hair

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

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

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

I felt she was keen to
And I knew I'd met my
I was sure I had locked the door
And she had dropped the

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

I said, "Bring your eyes honey"
She said, "You yours"
I don't take second glance
So she walked out the

I walked after her, it me down
And her why she left
She said she only leftovers
And that all felt like theft

Leftovers is I want
need no fine cuisine
Give me a for bacon rind
Or slip me some of old sardine

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 handing
But don't be fooled, her heart is
By off the maps

me the way to the rubbish dump
Or the bins at closing
I'd walk a mile just to catch a
From a fish without its

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