Luyện nghe bài hát Sucker for Mystery

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

So I to the left and I turn to the right
But of the answers are in sight
So I made a mistake maybe or twice
And I even get to paradise
And a priest up to me and touched my face
He said terrible things happen this place
Such terrible things happen round this
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 a sucker for mystery
And I've always been a for mystery

a little boy walking up the stairs
Through a dark that leads nowhere
He comes to a door but he's afraid to
And he bends down low and throught the lock
And there's a tall man standing with a glistening
And stooping over something that has no life
With stifled tears he to turn away
But a strange little voice to whisper
"Stay!"
He's been a sucker for mystery
And he's been...

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

Won't somebody
Won't somebody
I'm all alone now with to do
And I'm all dressed up with to go
And I'm with two tickets to an awful show
And my mouth's full of words but I've got 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 won't move and if ain't enough
The rings... "Hello!"

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

Now it doesn't seem
But who cares they're else's
As long as they come close to mine
There's a time and a place for
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 sell you this and they sell you that
They sell you their for a buck and a half
Such terrible happen round this place
Such terrible things happen round place
Such terrible things happen round place
And disappear without a trace
And I've always been a sucker for
And always been...

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

I want to say good bye
I want to it one more try
I want to close the gate
I still think it's not too late
I when I reach the end
I to start all over again

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