Luyện nghe bài hát Six Fingered Man

(Costello, Toussaint)

Man
Playing a seven-string
There are Seven Deadly
Any one of can do you in
Take what you lost from you win
It's enough

Man
Always the first to his horn
His achievements
half of them seem to be lies
Always helps to
It's never

He so satisfied
With a reputation to
Unless he thinks that you're more
Gets so of his own affection
Stares for at his reflection

Long-legged gal walking a very man
They say that it be forbidden
Must be something he has
Take what you from what you're given
Oh, it's never

Man
Shaking his at everyone
even act his age
If you put him on a
You might say all the rage
But never enough

Getting his prints on
He's got gems
in his signet ring
Needs his and his thumbs
To help him calculate his

Man
Can't be bothered to himself
Sleeps the whole day or more
of someone he adores
Drains one drink and to pour
Oh, it's enough
Oh, never enough
Oh, it's never

Man Alive!
How'd I ever get along with