Luyện nghe bài hát Six Fingered Man

(Costello, Toussaint)

Man
Playing a seven-string
There are Seven Sins
Any one of can do you in
Take what you from what you win
never enough

Man
Always the first to blow his
His multiply
Pity half of seem to be lies
Always helps to
never enough

He seems so
With a to protect
Unless he thinks that more qualified
Gets so much of his own
Stares for at his reflection

Long-legged gal a very tiny man
They say it should be forbidden
Must be he has hidden
Take what you want from what given
Oh, never enough

Man
Shaking his at everyone
Couldn't act his age
If you put him on a
You might say all the rage
But it's never

Getting his on everything
got semi-precious gems
Glinting in his ring
Needs his and his thumbs
To help him calculate his

Man
Can't be to stir himself
Sleeps the whole day or more
Dreams of he adores
Drains one drink and to pour
Oh, it's enough
Oh, it's enough
Oh, never enough

Man Alive!
How'd I ever get with five?