Luyện nghe bài hát She Looked Like She Owed Death Money

She into the place, a silence followed after
Her eyes cried out in sunken
going to be my victim
You could that she had been around the block and back again
A Grizabella sown sin
No ever loved her
Ah Ah

She picked the weak one the herd,
a broken soul in
Summoned him without a
A with no warning
steps, he fell to her
Sucked dry purr
back into the black
Another to the ruin

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

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

Now he leaned with age
His face in the fire
Gasps of horror filled the air his ghastly hollow
Just a skull with skin stretched
A rotting sallow
An echoed rattle within
Wrenched back his head and
Ah Ah

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

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

She's at the bottom...

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