Luyện nghe bài hát No Can Do

Skint in a material
I did a warehouse for south sea girl
It was Hong Kong clothes for
Everybody got worse than trash

the card in the company clock
Load the and the company trucks
And around and around the day through
And you sit down when there was nothing to do

Well they had beaten up people from every
Fools like me to be in bands
A French girl so good to me
But I couldn't love her back so

I was a backpacker traveling
A lumberjack with the blues
We had worn out shoes and worn out
Big ideas that were big enough

He said, "The man you", go wash his car
Hey you I'm to you
I said, "Me", not me uh uh, no can do
No can, can do, no can, no can, can do, no can

Now some were grown up me
And dealing with reality
I was spittin', sulkin', smokin',
While a lady from Jamaica was and working

I had but me to blame
And every day was just the
nobody ever said it was a righteous world
But if did they never said it at that south sea girl

He said, "The man you", go wash his car
Hey you I'm to you
I said, "Me", not me uh uh, no can do
No can, can do, no can, no can, can do, no can

Well I've made my bed on people's
Opened up and closed doors
Dreamed that if my dreams true
Then I wouldn't do what I didn't to

Walking the gates to the outside
To dream dreams that never have died
And I walked the of London town
Looking for a to put my head down

He said, "The man you", go wash his car
Hey you I'm to you
I said, "Me", not me uh uh, no can do
No can, can do, no can, no can, can do, no can