Luyện nghe bài hát Sucker for Mystery

And I've always been a sucker for
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 made a maybe once or twice
And I even get to paradise
And a priest up to me and touched my face
He terrible things happen round this place
Such terrible things happen round this
terrible things happen round 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 always been a for mystery

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

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I don't want to say bye
I want to it one more 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 up with nowhere to go
And I'm stuck two tickets to an awful show
And my mouth's of words but I've got nothing to say
And I've been in front of the TV set all day
And my head's in a and it won't let up
And my feet move and if that ain't enough
The rings... "Hello!"

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

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

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

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

I want to say good bye
I want to it one more try
I don't want to close the
I still think that not too late
I know when I the end
I want to start all over

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