Luyện nghe bài hát Sucker for Mystery

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

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

There's a little boy up the stairs
Through a dark hallway that nowhere
He comes to a door but he's to knock
And he bends low and peers throught the lock
And there's a man standing with a glistening knife
And he's stooping over that has no life
With stifled tears he to turn away
But a strange little seems to whisper
"Stay!"
He's always been a for mystery
And he's been...

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

Won't help
Won't somebody
I'm all alone now with to do
And I'm all dressed up with to go
And I'm stuck with two tickets to an awful
And my mouth's full of but I've got nothing to say
And I've been sitting in 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 with angry faces
When you look in their eyes, it you want to cry
There's a time and a for everything
There's a and a place for everything

Now it doesn't seem
But who cares someone else's
As long as they don't come to mine
There's a time and a for everything
a time and a place for everything

So we packed our bags and went to the hotel
In back of the squalor and the living
And they sell you this and sell you that
They sell you their for a buck and a half
terrible things happen round this place
Such terrible things happen round place
Such terrible things happen round this
And people disappear a trace
And always been a sucker for mystery
And always been...

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

I don't to say good bye
I want to give it one try
I don't want to the gate
I still that it's not too late
I know when I the end
I want to all over again

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