Luyện nghe bài hát That's Showbiz

You work 689 in a row,
6 a day,
15 breaks,
Is showbiz?

No how bad you feel,
You could a fever and the dry heaves
From that handed cigarette
And of old crow you did between the first and secon show.

You could have a disease you caught
From some blonde bombshell in Boise.
You could feel bad you lost your wallet, your dog, your best friend
Or your wife.

And no how bad you feel,
When those house go down,
A smile up your face
Why? that's showbiz.

You work, practice, woodshed,
Suffer for craft,
Do the old shoe till your feet bleed
mammy till your throat swells
All the while smiling though face hurts.

You do this for ten
And the day after the back of some local rag says your great
You see better, and younger than yourself
And he closes the show with a gag he from you,
And showbiz.

You reward? A car you never get to drive,
Ex-wives and kids who do interviews with the sheets
A cool broad who loves you for your name and your name only.
This afternoon's pizza of some dive you've played a hundred times before
Where rats the size of a of bread climb the walls and run the pipes
the same drunk crudely delivers the same insults that you counter
The way every night.
your delivery is a little different, and the people laugh.
showbiz.

Your up for the of leading man in a full length feature film.
And you read, you get a part.
One lousy line in a scene you play the school janitor.
So you say line with all the pizzaz and intensity of a Bogey
Or an G.
And showbiz.

So I say to all the little
Who spit shined and
My long and trail to the top, "Thank you."
For you, the little people, I would not be where I am today.
It is you who are, showbiz.

Come on! youself a round of applause,
The people! Give it up! Yeah!
Please look for me in a new T.V. mini series
Where I portray in the story of my life,
entitled "That's Showbiz."
Thank you! You've been a audience!
I you and remember,
showbiz! Good night!