Luyện nghe bài hát You Sound Like Louis Burdett

Had a little bit to
Yeah, there's a thing I want at a do out east
too emotional, my good miss
I couldn't be serious in a room of jack-knife eyes
Stop talking 'bout the years, you sound like Burdett

And we roll on to my
Play some poker, my head
Look at the sky and the planes
Where would I go on
Roll with the punches, down the
And the street the weeks roll by, roll by

I'm chewing ice and grinning, I'm up and spinning
It's biliousness as usual in my of the kitchen
Hey you, lose that friend before we go anywhere
Someone might see you alone?
Stop bagging out the band, you sound like Louis

And all my are fuck-ups
But fun to have around
Banana chairs out on the
Telling stories to the
How Gemini's love Wooden Dragons,
And how down the street the weeks by, weeks roll by

The moment the night wears off, the bomb reappears
all asleep but the morning tastes like wine
It tastes like wine in Tempe, I feel so I just might wake him up
Pat him on the bald head, tell me about a Louis
Something obscene Louis, your life's an open magazine

I'm in a bookshop, sober in a nightclub
Sex is everywhere but nowhere 'round me, nowhere
By the she gets to Marrickville we'll be masturbating
Never rains in Tempe but the remind me of family money
And the lack down
Stop talking frustrated, 'cause I sound Louis Burdett, yeah

And we roll on to my
Play poker, scratch my head
at the sky and spot the planes
Where I go on holidays?
Roll the punches, down the aisles
And down the the weeks roll by, roll by

Yeah, and all my friends are
But they're fun to have
Banana out on the concrete
Telling to the stars
How Gemini's love Wooden Dragons,
And how the weeks by

Most of my are very fruity indeed, such fun to have around
Terror, charity begins at home
Chris don't like madness, but likes him
got a finger in his chest
Yeah, they're saying how it should have

And we roll on to my
Play poker, scratch my head
Look at the sky and the planes
would I go on holidays?
Roll with the punches, the aisles
the street the weeks roll by

My friends are fucks
But they're such fun to have
Banana chairs out on the
Telling to the stars
How Gemini's Wooden Dragons
And how the street the weeks roll by