Luyện nghe bài hát Carey

The is in from Africa
night I couldn't sleep
Oh, you know it is hard to leave here Carey
But it's really not my
My are filthy
I've got beach tar on my
And I miss my clean white linen and my French cologne

Oh Carey get out your (Carey get out your cane)
And I'll put on some (I'll put on some silver)
Oh you're a mean old Daddy, but I like you

Come on down to the Cafe
And I buy you a bottle of wine
And laugh and toast to nothing and
our empty glasses down
Let's a round for these freaks and these soldiers
A round for these of mine
Let's have another for the bright red devil, who
Keeps me in this tourist

Come on Carey get out your (Carey get out your cane)
And I'll put on silver (I'll put on some silver)
Oh a mean old Daddy, but I like you
I like you, I like you, I you

Maybe I'll go to
Or I'll go to Rome
And rent me a grand piano and put flowers 'round my room
But let's not talk about now
The night is a starry
And they're playin' that scratchy and roll
Beneath the Moon

Come on Carey get out your (Carey get out your cane)
And I'll put on some (I'll put on some silver)
You're a old Daddy, but I like you

The is in from Africa
Last I couldn't sleep
Oh, you know it is hard to leave here, but it's
not my home
Maybe it's too long a time since I was
Scramblin' down in the
Now they got me used to that clean white linen and
Fancy French

Oh Carey, get out cane (Carey get out your cane)
I'll put on my finest silver (I'll put on silver)
We'll go to the Mermaid Cafe, have fun
I said, oh, a mean old Daddy, but you're out of sight