Luyện nghe bài hát The Lipstick On His Collar

The clock has eleven and the place is clear
Reality is in and so is my beer
I don't make excuses when it's all my
If a heart is made of money cleaned out my vault

I feel a little wounded and it isn't
To sit inside a and see him standing over there
As smug as a robber that a cop can't
The on his collar doesn't seem to match mine

Mine, seem to match mine, mine

Now Joe behind the bar is offering
I'm a broken record and he has to tell me twice
Why don't I understand that he just can't
I be his woman, not his weekend dame

Now Joe has a'rollin' says it's just too bad
And he'll be back for my heartbeat crash
I'd like to say goodbye but is the match
Though the lipstick on his collar never to match mine

seem to match, mine ooh, never seem to match

This is disconnected

Mine, ooh, oh, oh, ooh, mine, yeah, hey, yeah