Luyện nghe bài hát The Shirt

As I walked the charity store
I saw a second-hand shirt hangin' up by the
The collar was frayed, there was a on the cuff
Caused by ketchup or blood or such stuff
It wasn't made of or nylon
The said "made in the uk" so I tried it on
And I looked in the mirror and
"i this shirt, I want it"

not the label on the shirt that you wear
It's the way that you it
They say it's style and breeding and that counts
But you can't change good taste on the account
And if design or fashion you a hero
You can dress all highbrow but still be an zero
But I declare "it's not the you wear
It's the way that you it"

I was looking for danger, I should have taken care
I was to kill, I felt so debonair
Wild expectations, air
Then I into that bar, she was standing there
I walked over with all my savoir
And she said "you're a smart looking
But your character's ugly, it clashes with my
And i, I can't your attitude"

I assumed it was leading to a romantic
I thought my was made
But I was by the magnitude
Of her
I spent a good bucks on this babe
the shirt I was wearing

This romantic affair was not destined to
The harder I tried, the she laughed
I was reduced to despair, my laid bare
She I was hurt, made me feel like a jerk
I was humbled, humiliated,
My masculinity dragged through the
Then thrown in the air to be by the lions
The vultures, the jackals and all the scavengers of
I was strutting around with my chest out
a peacock preparing to get laid
Thought I looked cool but she put me
She said "you like a clown on a circus parade"
Still the shirt has class, it well made
She was a babe of the first
She was fantabulous
a goddess from greece and yet
The epitome of the 20th femininity
She was in her own
She was for me, it was destiny
Like and eve, synchronisity
She out the testosterone in me

Last I saw that babe she was smiling contentedly
Now I'm trapped on this murder rap, a identity
It me, it wasn't me, it wasn't me
Now this cop says "it's up to you, row or solitude
of passion, you should plead 'insane'
You say you wouldn't lie, but we've just blown alibi
We've your shirt and it's got a blood stain"

It was the you were wearing
It was the shirt you wearing