Luyện nghe bài hát .38 Special

Well I'm drinking by
While else
Sings songs in the park
Brown bagging it after dark
But it's a bag for me
Carrying my
A few of champagne
Chose the life for the rain

And the door man calls my
Good old Joe knows my game
Though he says the youth to blame
I can't say I the same

See I'll be number one
And too beer two is done
And then three, four, five, six
And they're all again

And half the flask
I forget I have
Sitting in in my with my .38 special revolver

Still half the
I always forget I
Sitting in in my office with my .38 special (x3)

Looking back another empty glass
To the past when I was so
Peaking over the that was too tall
Stealing my sip of alcohol
This could be my last of it all

There's half the flask
I always forget I
Sitting in my with my .38 special revolver

Still half the
I always forget I
Sitting in in my office my .38 special revolver (x5)

If the dead haunt the
Their bodies are
Chamber me one round to see
If my luck will
If my will keep
Oh yes me
One last to see
If my luck keep this gun company

by myself
While everybody
Is passed out in the
Or home in police cars
They

Oh la da da oh la la la (x12)