Luyện nghe bài hát Mercenaries

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a slow motion night
In the hot city
Past time the good folks
Are in bed
On a jointed cruise
To recolor your
An' with notions alive
Alive in head

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

And you walk past the
Of the flicker shows
Where the raincoat men
For a to come by
And the in doorways
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
you pay to come true
She's got no of gold
But not what she's sold
She just sees herself what she
she has to do

And she's all you're hoping
As her coat falls
her bread and she leads you
To a bed on the
Where the ten million
And through ten billion
The armies, bootmen have
Back from their

She's in state of grace
Before time finds her
With a mind of old
And a body young
And she tastes as
As a chaco chit
Before the and the whiskey
Had wasted the taste of tongue

Play the music
Of the stubble men
That groaning symphony
evermore
And you as she fakes it
And of you just take it
She's better than
You paid your money for

And used up your booty
And the done her duty
And the turnstile has
And you you are done
And you're back on the
Joining fresh feet
You see soldiers coming
And your girl one

And the medic has
Shots for you have caught
And your leave is all
back on the line
And you joke in the
Of the hot blooded
And the things you'll do
When next give you the time

And you're back in your
Back shedding red
And you of the girl
As you in the mud
And you know you'd swap her
If the deal could be
'Cause rather be working at love
At love as your