Luyện nghe bài hát Christmas Card From A Hooker In Minneapolis

Charlie, I'm
And living on 9th
Right a dirty bookstore
Off Avenue

Stopped dope
drinking whiskey
My old man the trombone
out at the track

Says he loves me
Even it's not his baby
Says that raise him up
he would his own son
Gave me a ring that was worn by his
Takes me out dancing every Saturday

Charlie, I about you
Every time I pass the filling
On of all the grease
You used to wear in your

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

Charlie, I went crazy
After Mario got
Went to Omaha to live with my folks

But everyone I used to
Is dead or in prison
back to Minneapolis
This I think I'm gonna stay

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

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

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

I to borrow money
To pay lawyer
And Charlie, hey
I'll be for parole
Valentines day