Luyện nghe bài hát The Lipstick On His Collar

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

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

Mine, doesn't seem to match mine,

Now Joe the bar is offering advice
'Cause I'm a broken record and he has to tell me
Why don't I understand that he can't change?
I wanna be his woman, not his dame

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

Never seem to match, mine ooh, never seem to

This is disconnected

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