Luyện nghe bài hát My Friend

Hey, out for my glass up there, man!
my drink, man, that's my drink, alright...
it a double, or eh...
Somebody has to
Some will sing?
Somebody sing, right?
(I know!)

Y'all me that bottle,
And I'll sing you all a real
Yeah!
Let me get my key, ahum!

Well, I'm looking Harlem
my stomach squeal a little more
A full of feathers and footprints,
pulls up to soap box
Now a lady a pearl handled necktie
Tied to the fence
in my face,
bourbon and possessed words
& "Haven't I you somewhere in hell,
or was it an accident?"
(You how I felt then, and so:)

I could ask "was it the East or West side?"
my feet they in pain
The of a bandwagon cut very deep,
but not as deep in my as the rain
And as they pulled away I could see her
Stagger and on my muddy tent
Well I them up, brushed them off,
to see they say,
and you wouldn't
`Come around to my room, the tooth in the middle,
and bring the bottle and a president'

And eh sometimes it's not so easy,
Especially your only friend,
talks, sees, and feels like you,
and you do the same as him
(Gets very lonely up road, baby)
(Yeah, hmmm, yeah)
(Got to say!)

Well I'm through LA (huh),
on a bicycle for fools
And I one of my old buddies
And he say, "you don't the way you usually do"
I say, "well, some people like a coin-box"
He say, "look you ain't got no coins to spare"
And I laid back and I thought to myself, and I said
I just picked up my pride from the pay phone,
and this breath right out of my hair
And sometimes it's not so
Especially when your friend
talk, sees, looks and feels you,
and you do the same as him

got out of a Scandinavian jail,
and I'm on my way straight to you
But I feel so dizzy I a quick look in the mirror,
to make sure my here with me too
And you good well I don't drink coffee,
so you fill my cup full of
And the frozen tea on the bottom
Sharing lipstick around the broken
And my coat that you let your dog lay by the on
And your cat he me from his pill-box ledge
And I you were my friend too
Man, my shadow comes in before you
I'm finding out it's eh not so easy
when your only friend
Talks, looks, and feels like you,
and you do the same like him

(Lord it's so here, hmmm, yeah)
Yeah!
(Pass me that over there...)
Yeah, yeah, okay...