Luyện nghe bài hát Christmas Card From A Hooker In Minneapolis

Charlie, I'm
And on 9th Street
above a dirty bookstore
Off Avenue

Stopped dope
drinking whiskey
My old man plays the
Works out at the

that he loves me
Even though not his baby
that he'll raise him up
Like he his own son
me a ring that was worn by his mother
Takes me out dancing every Saturday

Charlie, I think you
Every I pass the filling station
On of all the grease
You used to wear in hair

Still have record
Little Anthony and The
stole my record player
How do you that?

Charlie, I almost went
Mario got busted
Went back to Omaha to live my folks

But I used to know
Is either dead or in
Came to Minneapolis
This time I think I'm gonna

Charlie, I I'm happy
For the first time my accident
Wish I had all the
We used to spend on

I'd buy me a car lot
And I wouldn't any of them
Just drive a different car
on how I feel

Charlie, for Christ
If you wanna know the of it
I have a husband
He don't play the

I need to money
To pay lawyer
And Charlie, hey
be eligible for parole
Come day