Luyện nghe bài hát Onion Soup

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

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

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

What is at the root of
say, whatcha got
What participle do you
say, which I have not

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

Mississippi is a sometimes
And not only it rains
How come you back to that malaria island
'Cause our is strained

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

I wrote you an eloquent once
About this most exquisite onion
But of course I mailed though
it was your turn in the loop, loop

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