Luyện nghe bài hát Carey

The is in from africa
night I couldn't sleep
Oh, you know it sure is hard to here carey
But it's not my home
My fingernails are filthy, I got tar on my feet
And I miss my clean linen and my fancy french cologne

Oh get out your cane
And put on some silver
Oh a mean old daddy, but I like you fine

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

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

I'll go to amsterdam
Or maybe go to rome
And rent me a grand piano and put some 'round my room
But let's not about fare-thee-wells now
The night is a dome.
And they're that scratchy rock and roll
Beneath the moon

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

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

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