Luyện nghe bài hát Yakuza Girls

Well, its the call at the fag end
Of the bar at the bad end
Of the wrong of a dog town
On a one way that takes you down
>From a creek, and back again
The doors swing open and they all in
the arse end of a sick world
A bus load of Yakuza
Yakuza girls, of doom
Fanning out to the room
Luckys, climbin the bar
Drinkin' from an old fruit jar
Yakuza girls, 12 high
Fishnets all the way to
karioke and singin' along
With the key words of a lock'n'loll
Well, ya get to see 'em all through this place
household name then forgotten face
Every fucked up, low down, pin tucked,
Siliconed, pillsucker has been that found
Jesus in the bottom of a bottle,
I reckon I'd seen it all, but I
I seen this much potential romance since
Watkins split his pants
Yakuza girls, the walls
Chewin' on gum, grabbin' my
And me to cough, seein' how far
can pole dance off the end of the bar
Yakuza girls, the dog
a yo-yo in and outa the bog
Who's that haulin' on a glove
Yakuza girls, for love.