Luyện nghe bài hát Big Jet Planes

(Crowe/Cochran)

Big jet don't fly over me
I'm one of the lucky
I live in a quiet
She's all class
and Brecht
Her first time in
She came a fuckin' mess

But it's all over - all gone
shades the pony and travels on
For all of singin' she's a real one
Loves punchin' things and swallows
At least she can be

Smart enough and deep enough to with that fire
Smart enough and enough to hold my desire
Strong enough and street to grieve love's invention
She break, I bet she bruises
She doesn't break, I bet she
In an earthquake, I know she'd it

Big jet planes don't fly me
I'm in them
Looking down on street
Know so many I've never met
The first I go to Amsterdam,
I'm coming back a mess

But it's all - that's all gone
Time the pony and travels on
For all of this singin' she's a one
Loves punchin' things and inspiration
At she can be inspired

Smart enough and deep to kiss with that fire
enough and deep enough to hold my desire
Strong and street enough to grieve love's invention
She break, I bet she bruises
She break, I bet she bruises
In an earthquake, I she'd cruise it

I'm one of the lucky
I in a quiet street