Luyện nghe bài hát Touch of Evil

The my baby left me I crossed the bridge to Juarez avenue
Like that movie "Touch of evil" I got the Orson Wells, Marlene Dietrich
Where walks in to the whore house and
Marlene says "Man, you look hell"
And Orson's on a chocolate bar
As the lights go on in the old Star hotel
"Read my future" old Orson, "down inside the tea leaves 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 deep
Why do you close the bedroom door? is a brutal little war
good is all this fightin' for if you don't touch me anymore?

They shot "A of evil" in a Venice, California colony
And I grew near those canals
Where they the longest pan shot ever made
Now I'm thinking about the movie, the bar I'm in, the bridge, the Rio
Now I'm thinking about my baby and the borderline a woman and a man
I was drunk as 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 years of 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 burlesque show the characters are wearing comic masks
Oh, it's love and love I cry to the barmen in this Juarez waterhole
As we raise a glass to Orson and "A touch of evil" livin' our