Luyện nghe bài hát Backstreets Of Heaven

Verse Number
You were living....steady.....with a big star.....
Had the best of "who's who".....drove a car...
With all that money and fame....he offered you his name...
But I you darling....to me you're a Saint....

Verse Two:
I don't live on the knob hill in town....
This house is small...and its what run down....
But I'm not looking yet...for a address.....
On the backstreets of Heaven....I'll be I guess....

THE
backstreet of Heaven...with you is Heavenly....
No the neighbors won't be talking....nobody's blame...
For you leaving big star....and leaving luxury....
For this backstreet Heaven....and a boy like me....

Number Three:
Loving you special....is my to fame....
On a in Heaven...I offered you my name....
Not I'm bound...on a new avenue...
And the backstreets of Heaven...are heaven you....

THE
This of Heaven...with you is Heavenly....
No the neighbors be talking....nobody's fixing blame...
For you leaving your big star....and luxury....
For backstreet Heaven....and a poor boy like me....

For this backstreet Heaven & a poor boy like me....