Luyện nghe bài hát Touch of Evil

The night my baby left me I crossed the bridge to avenue
Like movie "Touch of evil" I got the Orson Wells, Marlene Dietrich blues
Where Orson walks in to the whore and
Marlene says "Man, you look hell"
And Orson's chewing on a bar
As the lights go on in the old Star hotel
"Read my future" says old Orson, "down inside the tea leaves of cup"
And she "You ain't got no future, Hank,
I your future's all used up"

Why don't you touch me anymore? Why don't you touch me
Why do you run away and hide? You know it hurts me inside
Why do you close the bedroom door? This is a little war
What is all this fightin' for if you don't touch me anymore?

They "A touch of evil" in a Venice, California colony
And I near those dead canals
Where they filmed the longest pan ever made
Now I'm thinking the movie, the bar I'm in, the bridge, the Rio Grande
Now I'm thinking my baby and the borderline 'tween a woman and a man
I was drunk as Orson the night I crawled backwards out the door
I was screaming "Baby, baby how come you me anymore?"

Oh, someone rolled the credits on twenty years of love turned and raw
Not a love film, it's a brutal document, it's film noir
And it's all played out on a borderline and the actors are tragically
a Mexican burlesque show where the characters are wearing comic masks
Oh, it's love and love alone I cry to the barmen in this Juarez
As we raise a glass to Orson and "A of evil" livin' our souls