Luyện nghe bài hát So Lonely Was The Ballad

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

Selfish sons with their packs of
out two take your girl with the ticket
Sometimes sane times not with it
at the picket, man your hands theyre freezing

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

We talk their fists and argue with their friends
take the piss but theyre loyal in the end
But watch out 'cause theyll your girlfriend
Take her 'round the back; come back limping

Girls singing on the bus, fellas up a fuss
Crying out but theyre still looking dangerous
Oh, this is 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 when you choke there's a reason being
We leaving the town 'cause we ain't believing
up smoke from the lungs to the ceiling
Making sure turn up when you're dreaming

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

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

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How the panic subsided after listening to this tape
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Often feel that should be able to deal with them
And indeed the resources you need are already you
It's just that sometimes the responses
To a particular situation are not accessible

of them said you never made the cut
And young son break away wanna be
Sober as a as the door 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 my old tap shoes, they fit
You and me looked twelve years old
When I was ten whilst Suzie
Got woozy with a hoozy, taken

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

Girls singing on the bus, fellas kicking up a
Crying out sighs and still looking dangerous
Oh, is definitely all for you
Living in the fast lane and a
Give it up you got no game
oh, this is definitely all for you