Luyện nghe bài hát Sucker for Mystery

And I've always a sucker for mystery
And I've always been a for mystery
And always been a sucker for mystery
And I've always been a for mystery

So I turn to the and I turn to the right
But none of the are in sight
So I a mistake maybe once or twice
And I even get to paradise
And a came up to me and touched my face
He said things happen round this place
Such terrible things happen this place
Such terrible things happen this place
No demon, no man has got a
But surely son, the end will out right for you
'Cause I've always been a sucker for
And I've been a sucker for mystery

There's a little boy walking up the
Through a dark hallway leads nowhere
He to a door but he's afraid to knock
And he bends down low and throught the lock
And there's a tall man standing a glistening knife
And he's stooping over something has no life
stifled tears he starts to turn away
But a strange little voice seems to
"Stay!"
always been a sucker for mystery
And he's been...

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I don't to say good bye
I to give it one more try
I don't want to say bye
I to give it one more try

somebody help
Won't somebody
I'm all alone now with to do
And I'm all up with nowhere to go
And I'm stuck with two tickets to an show
And my mouth's of words but I've got nothing to say
And been sitting in front of the TV set all day
And my head's in a vice and it let up
And my feet move and if that ain't enough
The rings... "Hello!"

I've seen children such angry faces
When you in their eyes, it makes you want to cry
There's a time and a place for
There's a time and a for everything

Now it doesn't fair
But who they're someone else's
As long as they don't close to mine
There's a time and a for everything
There's a time and a for everything

So we packed our bags and went to the hotel
In of the squalor and the living hell
And they sell you and they sell you that
They sell you their sister for a buck and a
Such terrible things happen round this
Such terrible happen round this place
terrible things happen round this place
And disappear without a trace
And I've always a sucker for mystery
And always been...

Well the that intrigues me the most
Is the one that men give up hope
The pride and the search for little things
That might a meaning, or even a hint
how can a free man not have hope
When he hasn't reached the end of his rope

I don't want to say bye
I to give it one more try
I want to close the gate
I still think that it's not too
I know I reach the end
I want to all over again

And always been a sucker for mystery...