Luyện nghe bài hát Swordfishtrombones

Well, he came home the war
With a in his head
And modified DeVille
And a pair of legs that opened up butterfly wings
And a mad dog that wouldn't sit
He and took up with a Salvation Army band girl
Who dirty water on a swordfishtrombone
He went to sleep at the of Tenkiller lake
And he said "gee, but it's to be home"
Well, he came home from the war with a party in his
And an for a fireworks display
And he knew that he'd be ready a stainless steel machete
And a half a of Ballentine's each day
And he up in room above a hardware store
Cryin' nothing there but Hollywood
He put a on some poor little Crutchfield girl
And like that for twenty-seven years
He packed up all his expectations, he lit out for
a flyswatter banjo on his knee
With a lucky tiger in his angel hair and Benzedrine for getting
They found him in a eucalyptus
Lieutenant got him a canary bird and skanked her head every word
Chesterfielded in a song
He got twenty years for lovin' her from Oklahoma governor
Said "everything this Doughboy is wrong"
Now some say he's doing the mambo
Now some say that he's hanging on the
Perhaps this yarn's the only thing that holds man together
Some say he was never at all
And say they saw him down in Birmingham
Sleeping in a boxcar by
And if you think that you can a bigger tale
I swear to God you'd to tell a lie