Luyện nghe bài hát The Shirt

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

It's not the label on the shirt that you
It's the way that you it
They say it's style and breeding and culture that
But you change good taste on the expense account
And if or fashion 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 that you it"

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

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

This romantic 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 devoured by the
The vultures, the jackals and all the of love
I was strutting around my chest stuck out
Like a peacock to get laid
Thought I looked but she put me down
She said "you look a clown on a circus parade"
Still the has class, it looks well made
She was a babe of the degree
She was totally
Like a from greece and yet
The epitome of the 20th century
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 contentedly
Now I'm trapped on this murder rap, a identity
It wasn't me, it me, it wasn't me
Now this cop "it's up to you, death row or solitude
Crime of passion, you plead 'insane'
You say you lie, but we've just blown your alibi
We've found your and it's got a blood stain"

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