Luyện nghe bài hát California King

I got a on my phone
Some from Rolling Stone said
"We'd to do an interview
And take a few of you"

Well, my label says I'm one
Hotter than the son
But you need to get the action is
If you be a superstar, kid

So I, I packed my bags and caught a out to L.A.
And I rented me a down by the sea
A small town boy to a California

I rolled up in my
on the scene
I'm supposed to up the show
I'm five times you know

I was in accolades
by a righteous babe
Her got us out of the crowd
Into the an' up to the clouds

And through the gates and doors and onto her bed
Overlookin' the boulevard of broken
A small town boy to a king

Well, things out here move pretty
ain't much that's built to last
And you're only as good as last song
And the moment you stop to rest
They'll your throne

So I made the religiously
I wore my respectfully
Rubbin' elbows and egos and
And man, I never felt so touch

I was losin' sight of what was
Longin' for the I knew
honeysuckle flowers and country roads
And ol' Dixieland between my toes

So I, I packed my guitar and a train
And made my
And I took good memories home with me
This small town goin' back to Tennessee
Oh, oh, oh, California just ain't me, no, no