Luyện nghe bài hát .38 Special

Well I'm by myself
While everybody
Sings down in the park
Brown bagging it after dark
But it's a bag for me
my groceries
A few of champagne
Chose the high for the rain

And the door man calls my
Good old Joe sure my game
he says it's the youth to blame
I say I feel the same

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

And half the flask
I always forget I
Sitting in in my office with my .38 revolver

Still half the
I always I have
Sitting in in my office with my .38 revolver (x3)

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

There's still the flask
I forget I have
Sitting in my office with my .38 special

Still the flask
I forget I have
Sitting in in my office my .38 special revolver (x5)

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

Drinking by
While everybody
Is passed out in the
Or going in police cars
sing

Oh la da da oh la la la (x12)