Luyện nghe bài hát Onion Soup

Thin and unshaved, and mysterious
Oh, I say lifestyle is curious

a little touch of the sniffles
And filthy
Gnawed, fingernails
Never doing chops

A flaky head is distinguish
Ed lacquer is red vain is the

What is at the root of
She'll say, got
What do you possess
She'll say, which I not

One blustery day we out
To the
We saw and amazed
Then hauled it back into again

is a mess sometimes
And not when it rains
How come you went back to that malaria
'Cause our is strained

were the days
When you so cosmopolitan
are the days
My letters they're so

I wrote you an eloquent postcard
About this most onion soup
But of I never mailed though
'Cause it was your in the loop, loop

Those were the
When you were so
are the days
My letters increasingly maudlin