Luyện nghe bài hát 66th Street

think it was a Sunday, in January,
I could be wrong and I guess it necessary,
But I remember the ground was made of snow,
And if you went outside you better take coat.
I must have 19 years old I had a cashier job at a convenience store,
the counter makin' minimum dough,
Sellin' discount to the neighborhood folk.
I pay much thought to his ski mask,
Its Minnesota man your face'll fast,
But I bet that I looked sorta dumb when I first sight of his bright orange gun.
There I am high and trying to decide how I feel about his right hand,
Is that a-god a minute, it is a flare gun,
And guess where aimin' it?
You ain't here to win the lottery,
So you gotta be robbin' me.
He nodded his head so I up the till,
Grabbed the paper bag for the money I know the drill.
I handed him the cash and the stamps,
And he just stood there all confused and I'm thinkin',
Yo why the ain't he movin'?
Come on crazy boy don't do somethin' stupid.
That bag is maybe two thirty,
Not enough for you to pull the trigger and burn me,
By now you should be the street,
Ain't you ever see the way they do shit on TV?
it was fun but it's done,
Now get out.
(Um, do you want me to get on the and start countin'?)
Before the ski mast even noddin' I was already on that,
(One one thousand, Two one thousand)
The front door beeped I him leave so I called my boss and the Richfield police,
Gotta close the shop and the doors because some trailer trash just robbed the store.
(Eh, I don't know, maybe 5'10? [What was he wearing?] Skinny, flannel shirt, ski mask, [how much money?] two hundred thirty, maybe two fifty? [he threatened you with a flare gun?] yeah a flare gun [a flare yeah like a fuckin' flare gun. a ball of fire comes out. [Police laughes] What would you do if i pointed a flare gun at you?)
acted so suspicious,
I guess the gun story seemed fictitious,
Are you me of petty embezzlement?
you see my left over adrenalin?
Bosses and can't be my friend.
Never felt loyalty to again.
And to it real,
The irony set,
Until a later when I got fired for stealin' cigarettes.
(Gotta light?)