Luyện nghe bài hát The Shirt

As I walked into the charity
I saw a shirt hangin' 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 made of polyester or
The label "made in the uk" so I tried it on
And I in the mirror and declared
"i like shirt, I want it"

It's not the label on the that you wear
the way that you wear it
They say it's style and and culture that counts
But you can't change 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 "it's not the shirt you wear
It's the way you wear it"

I was looking for danger, I have taken more care
I was dressed to kill, I so debonair
Wild expectations, air
I walked into that bar, she was standing there
I walked over all my savoir fair
And she said "you're a smart dude
But your character's ugly, it clashes with my
And i, I stand your 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 affair was not destined to last
The harder I tried, the louder she
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
Then 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
Like a peacock preparing to get
Thought I looked but she put me down
She said "you look like a clown on a parade"
Still the shirt has class, it well made
She was a babe of the first
She was fantabulous
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 she was smiling contentedly
Now I'm on this murder rap, a mistaken identity
It me, it wasn't me, it wasn't me
Now this cop says "it's up to you, death row or
Crime of passion, you plead 'insane'
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 were