Luyện nghe bài hát Six Fingered Man

(Costello, Toussaint)

Man
Playing a seven-string
There are Seven Sins
Any one of can do you in
Take you lost from what you win
It's never

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

He so satisfied
a reputation to protect
Unless he thinks that you're more
so much of his own affection
Stares for hours at his

Long-legged gal walking a tiny man
They say that it be forbidden
be something he has hidden
Take what you want from what you're
Oh, it's enough

Man
Shaking his fist at
Couldn't act his age
If you put him on a
You say he's all the rage
But never enough

Getting his on everything
He's got gems
in his signet ring
Needs his fingers and his
To him calculate his sums

Man
Can't be to stir himself
the whole day long or more
Dreams of someone he
Drains one and starts to pour
Oh, it's enough
Oh, never enough
Oh, it's never

Man Alive!
How'd I get along with five?