Luyện nghe bài hát Touch of Evil

The night my baby left me I crossed the bridge to avenue
Like that movie "Touch of evil" I got the Wells, Marlene Dietrich blues
Where Orson in to the whore house and
says "Man, you look like hell"
And Orson's on a chocolate bar
As the go on in the old Blue Star hotel
"Read my future" says old Orson, "down inside the tea of your cup"
And she "You ain't got no future, Hank,
I believe your 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 the bedroom door? This is a brutal little war
What good is all this for if you don't touch me anymore?

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

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