Luyện nghe bài hát So Lonely Was The Ballad

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

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

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

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

Girls on the bus, fellas kicking up a fuss
Crying out sighs but theyre still looking
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 remember when you choke 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 when you're

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

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

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

People who have attacks
feel that they should be able to deal with them
And the resources you need are already within you
just that sometimes the appropriate responses
To a situation are not immediately accessible

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

Say as you them, "Get up and go, go"
Say, "Hello, waddy wa wo wo"
There's been a better way
Than getting right out of town on Monday

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

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

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