Luyện nghe bài hát She Looked Like She Owed Death Money

She stalked into the place, a followed after
Her eyes cried out in grace
Who's to be my victim
You could tell that she had around the block and back again
A sown with sin
No ever loved her
Ah Ah

She picked the weak one the herd,
a broken soul in
Summoned him a word
A with no warning
steps, he fell to her
Sucked dry purr
Slapped into the black
Another goner to the

And the men let go their
Removed their hands round their necks
and a sigh (ah ah)
One brave broke the silence
With a voice like a gun
He "Holy Jesus, Mother Mary
She looked like she death money"
She like she owed death money
She looked she owed death money
She looked she owed death money
hurts worse than feeling the cold
But to me if you want to grow old
Nothing's worth the you pay for her
And she's waiting at the
She's

turned to see who spoke
A shadow by the
Gnarled hand reached to the
and them "come closer"
Heed my tale and me well
harpy hound come straight from hell
and stole me there for 50
and this is all's left
Ah Ah

Now he with creaking age
His caught in the fire
Gasps of horror filled the air upon his ghastly
a skull with skin stretched thin
A rotting skeleton
An echoed from within
Wrenched back his head and
Ah Ah

As the gin screeching
The whip-cracked the door
and sent the screaming men into the (ah ah)
They ran until hearts gave out
Collapsed into the moors and
"what the bloody hell did we see?
He looked like he death...
he like he owed death money"

he looked like he death money
he looked like he owed death
he looked like he owed money
ah ah ah ah

waiting at the bottom...

she looked like he owed death
she looked like he death money
she looked like he death money
Never to speak of again
Lest you want to line up to him
Nothing hurts worse feeling the cold
But there's no going when your soul's been sold
And she's waiting at the
waiting at the bottom