Luyện nghe bài hát The Pits

Now,

My paycheck after taxes barely pays the
I do the town on Friday, by Tuesday, all spent
Two an hour, this job ain't too hip
My life's turning sour working the night shift

the pits, it's a one way trip
On a ship
Ain't it the pits, but you just quit
the scale won't tip or the key don't fit

Two $6.50 to hassle with the crowd
I got hit with a Frisbee, the band played too
I got all records, man and loved all their hits
But this is the worst, it's the

Oh, you can't keep it lit then it to your lip
Oh, ain't it the when the record skips and the TV quits
You're in deeper and deeper, you dig the pit
The climb is always steep, you can't get a

Ain't it the pits, the bottom of the list
It's all wing tips and double knits, the pits
Slip out onto the freeway, down all the
Things were just gettin' heavy when the red appears

He said, "Get the car, boy"
He put the on my wrist, read me my rights
Oh, got intense I got 90 days in jail
No one would go my bail, so there I sit, it's the

the waist line slips, 39 inch hips and your pants don't fit
You're in deeper, you dig the pit
The climb is always steeper, they won't let you
Ain't it the pits, P I T S, the pits

the the faucet drips, it won't never quit
Oh, like a ten tip