Luyện nghe bài hát Onion Soup

Thin and unshaved, drunk and
Oh, I must say is curious

a little touch of the sniffles
And socks
Gnawed, fingernails
doing tomahawk chops

A flaky head is distinguish
Ed lacquer is red is the varnish

is at the root of this
She'll say, got
What participle do you
She'll say, which I not

One day we rode out
To the
We saw and were
Then hauled it into town again

is a mess sometimes
And not only when it
How come you went back to that island
our friendship is strained

Those were the
When you were so
These are the
My letters they're so

I wrote you an eloquent once
About this most exquisite soup
But of course I mailed though
'Cause it was your turn in the loop,

Those were the
you were so cosmopolitan
These are the
My they're increasingly maudlin