Luyện nghe bài hát So Lonely Was The Ballad

So was the ballad
man Sam was so knackered after jives of love
He puts on the gloves and puts on his hat
Then it's home to the missus who on his tongue

Selfish sons with packs of cigarettes
Forking out two take your with the ticket
Sometimes sane other not with it
Standing at the picket, man your theyre freezing

Girls their pearls on the flex of Monroe
It's an half g blow gone loco
Navaho, hi ho
Hey ho, let's go dancing with the joes

We talk with their fists and with their friends
Always take the but theyre loyal in the end
But out 'cause theyll steal your girlfriend
Take her the back; she'll come back limping

Girls singing on the bus, kicking up a fuss
out sighs but theyre still looking dangerous
Oh, is definitely all for you
Living life in the lane and a
Give it up you got no game, well, oh
Oh, is definitely all for you

So remember when you choke there's a being
We leaving the town 'cause we been believing
Blowing up smoke from the lungs to the
Making sure turn up when you're dreaming

We all good, we can this way
On the everyday, kicking up the country, oh
time in the old city
Who listening and who wants

'Cause the girls on the bus, fellas kicking up a fuss
Crying out sighs and theyre looking dangerous
Oh, is definitely all for you
Living life in the lane and a
it up when you got no game
I said, Oh, this is all for you

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Some of them you never made the cut
And son break away wanna be older
Sober as a judge as the slammed shut
Three full and a yes for the no sir

Say as you them, "Get up and go, go"
Say, "Hello, showaddy wa wo wo"
There's never been a way
Than getting right out of this town on

Well, I still wear my old tap shoes, fit
You and me looked twelve years old
When I was ten whilst boozy
Got woozy with a hoozy, taken

If I ever see again chaperon
Get kicked in the by street-done tone
Well, her dress is and her shoes are soaking
One step, back, drinking potion

Girls singing on the bus, fellas up a fuss
out sighs and theyre still looking dangerous
Oh, is definitely all for you
Living life in the fast and a
Give it up when you got no
Well oh, is definitely all for you