Luyện nghe bài hát No Can Do

Skint in a material
I did a warehouse for south sea girl
It was Hong Kong clothes for
got treated worse than trash

Punch the in the company clock
Load the trolleys and the company
And and around the whole day through
And you couldn't sit down when was nothing to do

Well they had beaten up people from land
Fools like me trying to be in
A French girl so good to me
But I couldn't love her so lonely

I was a backpacker through
A lumberjack with the blues
We had worn out shoes and worn out
Big ideas that were big enough

He said, "The man wants you", go his car
Hey you I'm to you
I said, "Me", not me uh uh, no can do
No can, can do, no can, no can, can do, no can

Now some were grown up me
And were dealing with
I was spittin', sulkin', smokin',
While a lady from Jamaica was and working

I had everyone but me to
And every day was the same
Well nobody ever said it was a righteous
But if they did they never said it at that south sea

He said, "The man you", go wash his car
Hey you I'm to you
I said, "Me", not me uh uh, no can do
No can, can do, no can, no can, can do, no can

Well made my bed on people's floors
Opened up and some doors
that if my dreams came true
Then I wouldn't do what I want to

through the gates to the outside
To dream dreams that never have died
And I walked the of London town
for a place to put my head down

He said, "The man wants you", go his car
Hey you I'm to you
I said, "Me", not me uh uh, no can do
No can, can do, no can, no can, can do, no can