Luyện nghe bài hát The Shirt

As I walked into the store
I saw a second-hand hangin' up by the door
The was frayed, there was a stain on the cuff
Caused by or blood or some such stuff
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 this shirt, I want it"

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

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

I assumed it was to a romantic interlude
I my conquest was made
But I was by the magnitude
Of her
I spent a thirty bucks on this babe
Like the shirt I was

romantic affair was not destined to last
The harder I tried, the louder she
I was reduced to despair, my emotions bare
She knew I was hurt, made me feel like a
I was humbled, humiliated,
My masculinity dragged the dirt
Then thrown in the air to be by the lions
The vultures, the and all the scavengers of love
I was strutting with my chest stuck out
Like a preparing to get laid
Thought I looked cool but she put me
She "you look like a clown on a circus parade"
Still the shirt has class, it looks well
She was a of the first degree
She was totally
a goddess from greece and yet
The epitome of the 20th century
She was in her own
She was meant for me, it was
Like and eve, synchronisity
She out the testosterone in me

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

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