Luyện nghe bài hát At The Parallel

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