Luyện nghe bài hát The One That Got Away

Well, the gigolo's salty
Ain't no trade out on the
Half the unlucky
And the hawk's a front row
Dressed in orchestration
Stage door got to pay
And sent him
'bout the one that got away

Well, could've on Easy Street
Could've a wheel
With irons in the
And all business deals
But the last of the big time
Shouted before he drove
be right back as soon as I crack
The one got away

The ambulance drivers, they don't give a
They just want to get off
And the short
And the victim already berserk
And the tailor measures him
For a deep six
The is froze, the case is closed
On the one that got

Now Jim Crow's directing
With them blues
them peculiar looking trousers
Them old Italian
And a wooden was all ready
To drop in San Bay
But mumbling something
All about the one got away

was the champion
At the St.Moritz
And the best this of Fairfax
sources tell
But his is at large
And at Ben Frank's every day
for the one that got away

He's got a snake skin shirt
And he looks Vincent Price
a little piece of chicken
And carving off a slice
But tipped her off
She'll be doing a now any day
She his hustle
A Greyhound take the one that got away

Andre is at the
Behind the in the sewers
With a buck a shot for pop
And a fin for tours
He could've been in
He stood in line out all day
Now he's whiskey
And learning songs about a one got away

Well, I've my equilibrium
And my car and my pride
The tattoo warm
And so I hustle there
And the grinding of the
"What you want thing to say?"
I says, "Just misspell her name
Buddy, the one that got away"