Luyện nghe bài hát Lucky Guy

(D. Cooper)
My old car up at the red light, screamin' ball of hellacious fire,
C'est la vie,
So I hopped a bus a bag of groceries, damn thing busted,
beans, snow peas down the aisle, look at 'er roll.
I threw in my overcoat,
tied the sleeves and I give 'er a tote,
Come hell or high water I'm gettin' groceries home--
Chorus: I'm a lucky guy;
I got a woman loves me,
I know I'm a guy;
I got a that tells me so,
I'm a guy;
I'm a guy, yeah.
My boss said, "I sure hate to you,
but don't you know the age of computers--
you ever much about maintenance work?"
The IRS sent me a letter,
They're my home to the highest bidder,
I you what boys, you can keep my shirt.
'Cause I ain't and I ain't clever,
But I'm lucky in love, I I don't lose her,
Bad as things are, things could get worse--

All my friends to know,
the hell am I so happy about?
Why do I
They can't figure me out.
I may get low,
But nothin's gonna keep me