Luyện nghe bài hát Christmas Card From A Hooker In Minneapolis

Hey Charlie I'm pregnant and living on the 9th
Right a dirty bookstore off Euclid Avenue
And I stopped takin' and I quit drinkin' whiskey
And my old man plays the trombone out at the track

He says he loves me, though it's not his baby
He says that he'll raise him up like he his own son
He gave me a ring was worn by his mother
He takes me out every Saturday night

Hey I think about you every time I pass a fillin' station
Account of all the grease you used to wear in hair
have that record, little Anthony and The Imperials
Someone stole my player now how do you like that?

Hey I almost went crazy after Mario got busted
I went back to Omaha to live with my
Everyone I used to know was either dead or in
So back to Minneapolis this time I think I'm gonna stay

Hey Charlie I think I'm happy for the first since my accident
I wish I had all the money that we to spend on dope
Buy me a used car lot sell any of 'em
I'd just a different car every day, dependin' on how I feel

Hey for Chris sakes if you want to know the truth of it?
I don't a husband he don't play the trombone
And I to borrow money to pay this lawyer
And Charlie, hey be eligible for parole come Valentines day