Luyện nghe bài hát The Blues Song

We can stand on the corner of Main Street, baby, and
Let everybody slow and take a look
You can drive Cadillac to the library, baby, and maybe read the
Last ten pages of an Christie book
You can my cat to my dog
And turn around and feed my dog to my
You can the whole damn royal family, baby, until they
All get a

Baby, baby,
Baby, you can do anything you wanna do,
I swear it not bother me
Cause, baby, you
Baby, you know got to
got to
You've got to be what you're to be

You can down the orphanage, baby, over there on the
Poor of town
You can go to the circus, baby, frighten the
See if you can get to maybe
a clown
You can steal the out of my box of cereal, baby, and
it with a rat
You can walk up to who might be a little overweight
And be kinda sensitive it and say
"Oh my god, really fat!"

Live and let live,
the cornerstone
The very of my philosophy
And
Baby, you
You know got to
got to
You've got to be you're going to be

I'm gonna my harmonica
I charge $35 a note I'm not gonna play much of my harmonica
You see the
The isn't an art form
It's not a type of
The blues is a
Not unlike computer or tampons
The is a way for white kids to feel
That understand the feelings of black people
ever having to meet any of them
The is all these things and more
for $19.95

Oh,
Baby, you can do whatever you do, baby
Baby, you know it's not going to me
baby you know
You you've got to
You've got to be you're going to be

comes the solo

Ooh, and what a it is
You
That might not be the blues but it sure me sad

Listen, in the
The sound of rolling in his grave

said it before, baby
I'll say it
Live and let
The very essence, the
The of my philosophy
Baby, baby, you
Baby, you know got to
You've got to be you're going to be

A man needs a nickname
And calls me Two Shoes
I always wear two shoes
I it's not much of a nickname
But by the time I got to getting my nickname
All the ones were taken
for example Blind Lemon Lipschitz
Blind Lemon Lipschitz gouged out his own eyes his thumbnails
So he could be blind lemon
true, don't laugh
He felt the very of the blues, calling him from within
And he that contract too

Oh,
Baby, you
Baby, you know you can do you do
I care
I don't give a damn,
It's not bother me
baby, baby, b-b-b-b-b-b-b
You
You
You
You
You be
You gotta be what you're to be