Luyện nghe bài hát Onion Soup

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

a little touch of the sniffles
And socks
Gnawed, fingernails
doing tomahawk chops

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

What is at the of this
say, whatcha got
What do you possess
She'll say, I have not

One day we rode out
To the
We saw and were
Then hauled it back into town

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

Those were the
you were so cosmopolitan
These are the
My letters they're so

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

Those were the
When you were so
are the days
My they're increasingly maudlin