Luyện nghe bài hát Touch of Evil

The night my baby me I crossed the bridge to Juarez avenue
that movie "Touch of evil" I got the Orson Wells, Marlene Dietrich blues
Where Orson in to the whore house and
Marlene says "Man, you like hell"
And Orson's chewing on a 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 says "You got no future, Hank,
I believe future's all used up"

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

They shot "A touch of evil" in a Venice, colony
And I grew near those dead
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 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 on twenty years of love turned dark and raw
Not a love film, it's a brutal document, it's film noir
And all played out on a borderline and the actors are tragically miscast
Like a Mexican show where the characters are wearing comic masks
Oh, it's love and love alone I cry to the barmen in Juarez waterhole
As we raise a glass to Orson and "A of evil" livin' our souls