Luyện nghe bài hát At The Parallel

He stands by the doors of the Rex all
Chain-smoking
His eyes more than one woman
His is heavy and deep
dirt on the sidewalk
And the newsboy
Nothing ever changes at the
Nothing changes at the Parallel
There 's a girl at the
She a leather coat
The dust of
Sticks to her heals as she
Trough the
And he "What the hell
she come here for?
Maybe she me, and that's
her way to say it?
Maybe she wants me, and
her way to say it?
she wants me, but who am I to tell?
He bites his
Scratches his
Lights cigarette
the queens of the street
Acting parody of love
And he feels he stands by the gates of hell
Nothing changes at the Parallel
Nothing ever at the Parallel
girl from the Molino
Who wears the leather
there rockin' slowly on a chair
Gazing dreamly at the
And he thinks: "What the
is she looking
she wants me, and that's
her way to say it?
Maybe she wants me, and
her way to say it?
Maybe she me, but who am I to tell?"