Luyện nghe bài hát Carey

The wind is in from
Last I couldn't sleep
Oh, you it sure is hard to leave here carey
But it's not my home
My are filthy, I got beach tar on my feet
And I my clean white linen and my fancy french cologne

Oh carey get out cane
And I'll put on silver
Oh you're a mean old daddy, but I you fine

Come on to the mermaid cafe and I will buy you a bottle of wine
And we'll laugh and toast to nothing and smash our empty glasses
Let's a round for these freaks and these soldiers
A for these friends of mine
Let's have another round for the bright red
Who keeps me in this tourist

Come on, carey, get out your
I'll put on some
Oh a mean old daddy, but I like you

Maybe I'll go to
Or maybe go to rome
And rent me a grand piano and put some flowers my room
But not talk about fare-thee-wells now
The is a starry dome.
And playin' that scratchy rock and roll
the matalla moon

Come on, carey, get out your
And I'll put on silver
You're a mean old daddy, but I you

The wind is in africa
Last I couldn't sleep
Oh, you know it is hard to leave here
But, it's really not my
Maybe it's been too a time
Since I was scramblin' in the street
Now they got me used to that white linen
And fancy french cologne

Oh carey, get out cane
I'll put on my finest
We'll go to the cafe
Have fun
I said, oh, you're a mean old daddy, but out of sight