Luyện nghe bài hát Solitaire

Brain storming, habit forming, warning
Weary winsome actor spewing spineless chilling
The critics falling over to tell themselves he's
And really not an lot of fun

Well, who the hell can he be he's never had V.D.
And he even sit on toilet seats?
Court jesting, never resting, he must be very
To assume an air of dignity and bless us all with his oratory

His lame brained and his jumping in the air
And night his act's the same
And so it must be all a game of chess he's
But you're wrong, Steve, you see, it's solitaire