Luyện nghe bài hát The Shirt

As I walked the charity store
I saw a shirt hangin' up by the door
The was frayed, there was a stain on the cuff
Caused by ketchup or blood or some such
It made of polyester or nylon
The said "made in the uk" so I tried it on
And I looked in the and declared
"i like shirt, I want it"

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

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

I assumed it was leading to a romantic
I my conquest was made
But I was by the magnitude
Of her
I a good thirty bucks on this babe
Like the I was wearing

This romantic affair was not to last
The I tried, the louder she laughed
I was reduced to despair, my laid bare
She I was hurt, made me feel like a jerk
I was humbled, humiliated,
My masculinity dragged through the
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
Like a peacock to get laid
Thought I cool but she put me down
She said "you look like a clown on a parade"
Still the has class, it looks well made
She was a babe of the first
She was totally
a goddess from greece and yet
The epitome of the century femininity
She was in her own
She was for me, it was destiny
Like and eve, synchronisity
She out the testosterone in me

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

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