Luyện nghe bài hát Lost Weekend

It took a weekend in a hotel in Amsterdam
And double pneumonia in a single
And the sickest was the price of the medicine
Are you at me now?
May I laugh along with you?

morning I woke up from a deep, unquiet sleep
With clothes and this lonely hearts pen
With which I wrote for you a love in tattoo, upon my palm
'Twas stolen from me when Jesus took my
You see I, I wouldn't say it if I mean it
Drop me and Ill fall to pieces so

I was a bee with a head full of attitude
Wore my heart on my like a stain
And my aim was to you
remain in the marketplace
Did I ever, hey please, did you wound my
You see I, I wouldnt say it if I mean it
Drop me and Ill fall to pieces, yeah too

Theres nobody to blame
I hang my in a crying shame
is nobody else to blame
Nobody else 'cept my sweet

It took a weekend in a hotel in Amsterdam
Twenty-four gone years to in tears
And the sickest was the price of the medicine
Are you laughing at me
May I please laugh

I was a bee with a head full of attitude
An ashtray heart on my sleeve, knees
And my one love song was a upon my palm
You wrote upon me you took my hand
You see I, I wouldnt say it if I mean it
Drop me and Ill fall to too easily
Too easily, too