Luyện nghe bài hát The Working Day

Hey Joe, whatcha doin' over
You're sittin' on a porch with a down stare
You got a flag in the air
You worked a 12 day, now it's time to get away
So you go for a T-Bone steak
And ya sit and watch the Yankees play
Well, his got a kink, so he orders a drink
And he off to the bathroom sink
And he washed his to the farmer tan
And he in the mirror and said,"Man to Man."

Hey buddy, you're built like a
You work around the
the American Way
Blue jeans and a collar
the hard dollar
You complain
The only way that you're gonna get
It's what we call the day

Now there's no what Joe's all about
He's a hard-working man who on a couch
And he ain't to pour his heart out
Well, there's and pool-hall bars
a broken down car in his overgrown front yard
He's about a of Nolensville Boulevard
He's got up hands and oil on his pants
It's a while since he's had a romance
It's time that the man get's a break
'Cause his time off is church on Sunday

Hey buddy, you're like a rock
You work the clock
the American Way
Blue jeans and a blue
Chasing the hard
You complain
The only way that you're gonna get
what we call the working day

Hey, hey, hey, hey working day
Hey, hey, hey, hey that's the way
Hey, hey, hey, hey working hard
Nine to five or eight to

Hey buddy, you're like a rock
You work the clock
That's the Way
jeans and a blue collar
Chasing the hard
You complain
The only way that you're get paid
It's what we call the day

Yeah, the only way that you're get paid
It's what we call the day
The day