Luyện nghe bài hát Alice

Now needed money I put 10 dollars on the breeze
As the wind died away, she sank way her knees
And as a passed by she clutched the money from the sky
She must have at least a fathom high

She works the 42nd beat on street
With all her golden ambitions and rhinestones in her feet
And when a stranger she sucked, she just smiled believing luck
As she climbed into his to make a buck

Oh my God, she's round the trees
Said she couldn't touch them because they're so

Alice you me of Manhattan
The seedy and the snaz, the shoe boys and the
Like a throne made of gilt too many Johns have sat in
Oh I, I got my on you

Now keep a watch on your and a watch on her watch
'Cause if you too careful he's gonna kick you in the crotch
And you're out in the cold and you know that you've been
And the cops don't even stop and you old

See Alice liked you but you stayed a while too long
Now she you to forget it and come back before too long
But make it quick if you could, gonna star in Hollywood
The producer seems to think, kinda good

Me and my eyes sitting on a fence
at the lights of New York city

Alice you me of Manhattan
The seedy and the snaz, the shoe and the satins
Like a throne made of that too many Johns have sat in
Oh just come

up, see Alice on the palace where her name adorns the boards
Ain't no flash in her Cannes, she got the willpower of a
And it's a long way to Broadway a 42nd lay
Or is it really just a couple of blocks

Now I if she wonders if I wonder if she wonders
About the times I put her down when she to be right under?
She told me are traditions, contradictions, superstitions
See Alice is always based on split

Me and my stupidity sittin' on a
And digging what I was New York city

Oh Alice, you me of Manhattan
The and the snaz, the shoe boys and the satins
Like a made of gilt that too many Johns have sat in
Oh I you

Yeah Alice, the lights were for you
Your weaknesses and your selfishness the clue
You gotta lose what you get and for you get you lose
Oh, I it

Oh Alice, don't and think a minute
Or your brain is gonna get ya, your heart right in it
And a shooting star and you'll die if you don't win it
Yeah, you didn't the book