Luyện nghe bài hát #51 Dick Butkus

Mother said i can't listen to Havana
And i read with a flash light late that
on these side streets try avoiding the lights
Try avoiding any type of fight
So alone are all these "new deal"
It can't matter what you know
But how you let anger show
Harold in a garter-belt and stockings
Father picking sides
But dog-eared pages gave clues to the thoughts
The black sheep prince bowed for the today
Tried keeping quiet, tried keeping things still
Tried keeping this conscience an honest chill
Can settle in like rust?
The record knows so let it
That desperate is as does
Harry Carry making off Clark Street
to my 588-2300 empire.