Luyện nghe bài hát The Dry Cleaner from Des Moines

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

I to a cat from Des Moines
He said he ran a cleaning
That cat was clanking coin
Well, he must had a genie in a lamp
every time, I dropped a dime, I blew 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 lucky
And you a little money

I followed him the strip
He picked out a at Circus Circus
Where the cowgirls the room
With big balloons

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

Des was stacking the chips
Raking off the
Ringing the bells
is a story that's a drag to tell

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

Lucky, lucky so lucky, we are
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lucky, lucky, lucky