Luyện nghe bài hát The Shirt

As I walked into the 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 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 label on the shirt that you
the way that you wear it
They say it's style and and culture that counts
But you can't change good taste on the account
And if design or fashion makes you a
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 have taken care
I was dressed to kill, I so debonair
Wild expectations, air
Then I into that bar, she was standing there
I walked over with all my fair
And she "you're a smart looking dude
But your character's ugly, it clashes my shoes
And i, I stand your attitude"

I assumed it was to a romantic interlude
I thought my 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 emotions bare
She knew I was hurt, made me feel like a
I was humbled, humiliated,
My masculinity through the dirt
thrown in the air to be devoured by the lions
The vultures, the jackals and all the of love
I was strutting around with my stuck out
a peacock preparing to get laid
Thought I cool but she put me down
She said "you look like a clown on a parade"
Still the shirt has class, it looks 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
adam and eve, synchronisity
She out the testosterone in me

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

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