Luyện nghe bài hát The Shirt

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

It's not the on the shirt that you wear
the way that you wear it
They say it's style and and culture that counts
But you change good taste on the expense account
And if design or fashion makes you a
You can all highbrow but still be an emotional zero
But I declare "it's not the shirt you
It's the way that you 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 into bar, she was standing there
I walked over all my savoir fair
And she "you're a smart looking dude
But your character's ugly, it clashes with my
And i, I stand your attitude"

I it was leading to a romantic interlude
I thought my conquest was
But I was stunned by the
Of her
I a good thirty bucks on this babe
Like the I was wearing

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

Last I saw that babe she was smiling contentedly
Now I'm trapped on this murder rap, a 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 plead
You say you wouldn't lie, but we've just blown your
We've found your shirt and it's got a stain"

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