Luyện nghe bài hát The Shirt

As I into the charity store
I saw a second-hand shirt up by the door
The collar was frayed, there was a stain on the
Caused by ketchup or blood or some stuff
It wasn't made of polyester or
The said "made in the uk" so I tried it on
And I looked in the and declared
"i this shirt, I want it"

not the label on the shirt that you wear
It's the way you wear it
They say it's style and breeding and culture that
But you can't change good taste on the account
And if or fashion makes you a hero
You can dress all highbrow but still be an zero
But I "it's not the shirt you wear
the way that you wear it"

I was looking for danger, I should have taken more
I was dressed to kill, I so debonair
Wild expectations, air
I walked into that bar, she was standing there
I walked over all my savoir fair
And she said "you're a smart dude
But your character's ugly, it clashes my shoes
And i, I stand your attitude"

I assumed it was leading to a romantic
I thought my was made
But I was stunned by the
Of her
I spent a good thirty bucks on this
Like the shirt I was

This romantic affair was not destined to
The harder I tried, the louder she
I was reduced to despair, my emotions laid
She knew I was hurt, made me feel a jerk
I was humbled, humiliated,
My dragged through the dirt
thrown in the air to be devoured by the lions
The vultures, the and all the scavengers of love
I was strutting around with my stuck out
a peacock preparing to get laid
Thought I cool but she put me down
She said "you like a clown on a circus parade"
Still the has class, it looks well made
She was a of the first degree
She was totally
Like a goddess from and yet
The epitome of the 20th femininity
She was in her own
She was meant for me, it was
adam and eve, synchronisity
She brought out the in me

Last I saw that babe she was smiling contentedly
Now I'm trapped on this murder rap, a identity
It wasn't me, it wasn't me, it me
Now this cop says "it's up to you, death row or
Crime of passion, you plead 'insane'
You say you wouldn't lie, but just blown your alibi
found your shirt and it's got a blood stain"

It was the shirt you were
It was the you were wearing