Luyện nghe bài hát Undressed to Kill

Working on the late
drink of the day
Pull a up to the table
Have to look the way

kind of place am I in
And who's over here?
Shaking the silver bubbles
through my beer

Won't let it me
But I sit still
you meet the eyes of a working girl
Undressed to

Staring the smoke haze
shirts in the night
Well, I'm making that everything
Is zipped up

that jumping on the table
Putting tonic in my
Brushing dollars
On her white skin

Won't let it me
But I sit still
Could you the eyes of a working girl
to kill?

She could have sweet seventeen
There again, well, so I
There was a tear sparkle
On the inside of her

Going to fetch myself a cold
got to get a grip
Find some place to down
a landing strip

Won't let it me
But I sit still
Can you meet the of a working girl
All undressed to kill?

that jumping on the table
Putting in my gin?
silken dollars
On her cold white

let it move me
But I sit still
Can you meet the of a working girl
All to kill?

Last one out is a cold
Paddling the road
I wait outside, my running
Got a warm dream to

Can I face her in the
In the harsh real of day?
She walks out with in her eyes
I away

Won't let it me
But I sit still
Couldn't meet the eyes of a working
Undressed to

to kill