Luyện nghe bài hát 3rd of June

This is the third of June, nineteen eighty
A highly day
airplane gliding into one of the bigger clouds over Manhattan
In a downtown far away, Mr. Toomy, our in a crowd
The city was slow and
The wall street boys wearing ties around their neck
Like boxers towels after a
Mr. Toomy stopped his pinstripe suit outside a shop
Looked at his face, off his jacket and stepped on it

that, what's that, what do you mean
I'll never know where I my dream
that, what's that, gimme your name
Third of June, end of

No looking to the
No looking to the
is a target, always on track
Lenny is a target, shoots
Lenny is a lost the route
Ruins of a childs old
of a child was Miami
Lenny is a target, shoots
Lenny is a lost the route

that, what's that, what do you mean
I'll know when I lost my dream
Who's that, what's that, your name
Third of June, end of

Mr. stopped his pinstripe suit outside a barber shop
at his face
Took off his
Put it on the
on it
And preaching like a monk from another world
After minutes, he had a little crowd
Which when a police car passed by slowly
Like gloom
And Mr. Toomy throws his voice he was the only one in the area
At this early of June third, nineteen eighty eight

Who's that, what's that, do you mean
I'll never when I lost my dream
Who's that, that, gimme your name
Third of June, end of