Luyện nghe bài hát Alice

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

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

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

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 on your watch and a watch on her watch
'Cause if you ain't too careful he's gonna you in the crotch
And you're out in the cold and you know you've been rolled
And the cops don't even and you feel old

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

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

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

Roll up, see Alice on the palace her name adorns the boards
no flash in her Cannes, she got the willpower of a horse
And a long way to Broadway from a 42nd lay
Or is it really just a of blocks away

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

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

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

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

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