Luyện nghe bài hát The Shirt

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

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

I was looking for danger, I have taken more care
I was dressed to kill, I so debonair
expectations, arrogant air
Then I walked that bar, she was standing there
I walked with all my savoir fair
And she said "you're a smart looking
But character's ugly, it clashes with my shoes
And i, I can't your attitude"

I assumed it was leading to a interlude
I thought my conquest was
But I was by the magnitude
Of her
I spent a good bucks on this babe
Like the I was wearing

romantic affair was not destined to last
The I tried, the louder she laughed
I was reduced to despair, my emotions laid
She knew I was hurt, made me feel a jerk
I was humbled, humiliated,
My masculinity through the dirt
Then in the air to be devoured by the lions
The vultures, the jackals and all the of love
I was around with my chest stuck out
Like a peacock to get laid
Thought I looked cool but she put me
She "you look like a clown on a circus parade"
Still the has class, it looks well made
She was a babe of the first
She was totally
Like a goddess from and yet
The epitome of the 20th femininity
She was in her own
She was for me, it was destiny
Like adam and eve,
She out the testosterone in me

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

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