Luyện nghe bài hát Apartment Song

Walking the street, honey, New Orleans
Im gonna slip my note into the pocket of your
And how was I to know green on red
A 'Waitress In The Sky' still playing in my

Days like these, you know are no fault
A bottle of wine, a of bread, a pound of salt
Well, gimme little to shake up
Ill you when I finally wake up around two
Lookin' for the

Walking up the stairs to the second
Im gonna slip my note the keyhole of your door
And how was I to know turning right from
I walk into this lonely apartment song

Things like these, you are no one's fault
A bottle of wine, a loaf of bread, a pound of
Well, gimme time to shake up
Ill meet you when I wake up around two
Lookin' for the truth, for the

down the street, honey, New Orleans
Im gonna slip my hand into the pocket of your
And how was I to know light from dark?
it for a year I got a place in Highland Park

Days like these, you know I feel pain
A bottle of rhymes, a little music box of
Well, gimme time to shake up
Ill meet you when I finally up around two
you, around two, without you or with you

Walking up the stairs to the second
Were gonna our ghosts on the polished hardwood floor
And how was I to know turning right wrong
I walk out of this vacant apartment song

Things like these, you know I your pain
A bottle of rhymes, a little music box of
Well, gimme time to shake up
Ill meet you when I finally wake up two
Around two, around two, around two, two