Luyện nghe bài hát The Tourist

The natives are getting restless in the heat
is scarce and children play while the dogs fight in the street
And in the hotels all the tourists dine on local
While the waiters and stare

And in the street taxi cabs around for vice
To the sound of the tourists in the
the dice
Money,

I'm another tourist checking out the slums
With my Visa, drinking with my chums
I and swing while Abba sing
And I my Platinum to the sound of, Livin' La Vida Loca
Yes, La Vida Loca

While in the heat of the
The beats his drum
Take the money 'cause it's another tourist
Havin' of fun

Oh, let's go to the Gras
Oh, kiss the Blarney Stone
Oh, let's the Wailing Wall
Oh, the State is so very tall

And the Taj Mahal really has a dome
And that I go, I say
I want to it my home

I'm just another tourist out the slums
With my plastic Visa, drinking my chums
Money,