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 sits on his

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

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

We talk with their and argue with their friends
Always take the piss but loyal in the end
But watch out theyll steal your girlfriend
Take her the back; she'll 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
life in the fast lane and a
Give it up you got no game, well, oh
Oh, this is all for you

So remember you choke there's a reason being
We the town 'cause we ain't been believing
Blowing up smoke the lungs to the ceiling
Making sure nightmares turn up you're dreaming

We all good, we can this way
On the mike everyday, up the country, oh
Good 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
it up when you got no game
I said, Oh, this is all for you

And how it was they
How the panic subsided after listening to this tape
So, we would appreciate your

People who panic attacks
Often feel that they be able to deal with them
And indeed the resources you need are within you
It's just that sometimes the appropriate
To a particular situation are not accessible

Some of them said you made the cut
And young son break away be older
Sober as a judge as the door slammed
bags full and a yes for the no sir

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

Well, I wear my old tap shoes, they fit
You and me twelve years old back
When I was ten whilst Suzie
Got woozy a hoozy, advantage taken

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

Girls singing on the bus, kicking up a fuss
Crying out sighs and theyre still dangerous
Oh, this is all for you
life in the fast lane and a
Give it up when you got no
Well oh, this is all for you