Luyện nghe bài hát Onion Soup

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

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

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

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

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

Mississippi is a sometimes
And not when it rains
How come you back to that malaria island
our friendship is strained

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

I wrote you an eloquent once
About most exquisite onion soup
But of course I never though
'Cause it was turn in the loop, loop

Those were the
When you so cosmopolitan
These are the
My letters increasingly maudlin