Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad

Well he ripped a
to the end
And he said you listen good my cousin, ain't got nothing on a good friend
So your fast cash goes
And bats won't bend
He you call me up my cousin, Manhattan ain't got nothing on a good friend
And I him for his great escape
But I think I'm staying
there's bills to miss and there's plans to break
And nobody ever would stay back home

Well she her name
a Mont Blanc pen
She said you call me when you need me, gets so rough without a good friend
And the ones who break they know to bend
So don't get too confident too quickly, Manhattan chews you up you pretend

And I thanked her for her sage
But I'm doing here
Because all restaurants are overpriced
They all stay open at night
And mistakes are nice, they make me at home

Well I called my sister in the summer said I'm thinking moving here
She said do it now before you get a job and get married go nowhere
But now I can't go nowhere because there's too many chances
I must I miss my friends but I'm staying here

And I about them late at night
And I hope that they me too
Though I can't escape these lights
My had the answer right
such a sight, but when times are tight
Manhattan ain't got nothing on a good