Luyện nghe bài hát Christmas Card From A Hooker In Minneapolis

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

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

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

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

Hey I think I'm happy for the first time since my accident
I wish I had all the money that we used to spend on
Buy me a car lot wouldn't sell any of 'em
I'd just a different car every day, dependin' on how I feel

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