Luyện nghe bài hát Mercenaries

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It's a slow night
In the hot city
Past time when the folks
Are in bed
On a jointed cruise
To your blues
An' with illegal alive
Alive in head

And you are back from war
you've been fighting for
Some old blue blood
In a pinstripe suit
And the from your loins
Has mind in your groin
And your back pocket burning with
blood money loot

And you past the glow
Of the picture shows
the raincoat men wait
For a to come by
And the women in
Who have to say
your money is talking
To the that you would try

And she owns the
With the pawnshop clock
She's the to dreams
That you pay to true
got no heart of gold
But that's not she's sold
She just sees doing what she
she has to do

And she's all that you're
As her coat open
Give her and she leads you
To a bed on the
Where the ten years
And through ten billion
The armies, bootmen have
Back from their

She's in that of grace
Before time finds her
With a of old wisdoms
And a body young
And she tastes as
As a child's chaco
Before the and the whiskey
Had wasted the of your tongue

the music again
Of the stubble men
That groaning symphony
Moans
And you watch as she it
And of course you take it
She's better than
You never your money for

And you've used up your
And the girl's done her
And the has turned
And you learn you are
And you're back on the
fresh marching feet
You see soldiers coming
And your girl one

And the has brought
Shots for you have caught
And your is all over
You're back on the
And you joke in the
Of the hot wenches
And the things you'll do
they next give you the time

And you're back in army
Back red blood
And you dream of the
As you in the mud
And you know you'd with her
If the could be made
you'd rather be working at love
At love as trade