Luyện nghe bài hát Something Big

Well it feel like Sunday
Didn't feel June
When he met his silent
In that lonely room

That the marquee
Of the plaza
And he was not for romance
Just he could trust

And it wasn't no way to on
It no way to live
But he put up with it for a little while
He was on something big

Speedball the night clerk
Said, "Send me up a drink"
Now the clerk said, "It's Sunday man
a minute, let me think"

"There' a little outside of town
Might still have wine"
said, "Forget it man
Can I have an line?"

And it no way to carry on
It wasn't no way to
But he put up with it for a little while
He was workin' on big

It was Monday when the day
Found the made bed
All except the
lay stacked up at the head

And one said, "I
seen his face, I wonder who he is"
And the other said, "Probably it's just clown
Working on big"

And it wasn't no way to on
It wasn't no way to
But he could put up with it for a while
He was workin' on big

And it wasn't no way to on
It wasn't no way to
But he put up with it for a little while
He was on something big

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