Luyện nghe bài hát The Dry Cleaner from Des Moines

I'm down to a of dimes
I'm stalking the slot hot
I hearing bells all around me
Jingling in the lucky jackpots keep you tantalized
They keep you for your wallet
in fools' paradise

I talked to a cat from Des
He he ran a cleaning plant
That cat was with coin
Well, he must had a genie in a lamp
'Cause every time, I a dime, I blew it
He kept bells nothing to it

He got three oranges, three lemons three
Three plums, I'm losing my taste for
Watching the dry do it
Like in a polyester suit
It's all luck, it's just luck you get a lucky
And you make a money

I him down the strip
He picked out a booth at Circus
Where the fill the room
their big balloons

The cleaner was with purpose
He had Dinos and Bears
And lions, pink and blue
He couldn't lose there, just luck!

Des Moines was stacking the
off the tables
Ringing the bells
This is a story that's a to tell

In some ways since I every dime
I laid on the line but the from Des Moines
put a coin in the door of a John
And get twenty for one, it's luck!

Lucky, lucky so lucky, we are
Luck has cut[Incomprehensible], luck has cut
Luck has cut [Incomprehensible], has cut[Incomprehensible]

lucky, lucky, lucky