Luyện nghe bài hát The Dry Cleaner from Des Moines

I'm down to a of dimes
I'm the slot that's hot
I keep hearing all around me
Jingling in the lucky jackpots they keep you
They keep you reaching for wallet
Here in paradise

I talked to a cat from Des
He said he ran a cleaning
That cat was with coin
Well, he must have had a genie in a
'Cause every time, I a dime, I blew it
He ringing bells nothing to it

He got three oranges, lemons three cherries
Three plums, I'm losing my taste for
the dry cleaner do it
Like Midas in a suit
It's all luck, it's just luck you get a lucky
And you make a little

I followed him down the
He picked out a booth at Circus
Where the fill the room
With their big

The cleaner was pitching purpose
He had and Pooh Bears
And lions, pink and blue
He couldn't lose there, it's luck!

Des Moines was stacking the
off the tables
Ringing the bandit's
is a story that's a drag to tell

In some ways I lost every dime
I laid on the line but the from Des Moines
Could put a coin in the of a John
And get twenty for one, it's luck!

Lucky, so lucky, we are lucky
Luck has cut[Incomprehensible], luck has cut
Luck has cut [Incomprehensible], luck has

lucky, lucky, lucky