Luyện nghe bài hát California King

I got a message on my
Some chick from Stone said
"We'd like to do an
And a few pictures of you"

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

So I, I packed my bags and a plane out to L.A.
And I rented me a palace by the sea
A town boy to a California king

I rolled up in my
Paparazzi on the
I'm supposed to open up the
I'm nominated five you know

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

And through the gates and golden doors and her bed
Overlookin' the of broken dreams
A small boy to a California king

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

So I made the rounds
I wore my respectfully
Rubbin' and egos and such
And man, I never so outta touch

I was losin' sight of was true
Longin' for the life I
honeysuckle flowers and country roads
And good ol' Dixieland between my

So I, I packed my guitar and hopped a
And made my
And I took only good home with me
This small town boy's goin' to Tennessee
Oh, oh, oh, California king ain't me, no, no