Luyện nghe bài hát The Lipstick On His Collar

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

I a little wounded and it isn't fair
To sit a parlor and see him standing over there
As smug as a that a cop can't catch
The lipstick on his collar seem to match mine

Mine, doesn't seem to mine, mine

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

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

Never seem to match, mine ooh, seem to match

line is disconnected

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