Luyện nghe bài hát The Dry Cleaner from Des Moines

I'm to a roll of dimes
I'm stalking the that's hot
I keep hearing all around me
in the lucky jackpots they keep you tantalized
They keep you for your wallet
Here in paradise

I talked to a cat Des Moines
He said he ran a plant
That cat was clanking coin
Well, he have had a genie in a lamp
'Cause every time, I dropped a dime, I it
He kept ringing bells to it

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

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

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

Des was stacking the chips
Raking off the
Ringing the bells
This is a story a drag 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, just luck!

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

lucky, lucky, lucky