Luyện nghe bài hát Come Back from San Francisco

Come back San Francisco, it can't be all that pretty
When all of New York City you
Should pretty in discos distract you from your novel
Remember I'm awful in love you

You need me like the wind needs the to blow in
Like the moon needs poetry, you me

Come back from San and kiss me, I've quit smoking
I miss the wild thing with you
Will you stay? I don't think so but all I do is
Pack bags, call cabs and home to me

You need me like the wind the trees to blow in
Like the needs poetry, you need me

You me like the wind needs the trees to blow in
Like the needs poetry, you need me

When you me, betray me with a kiss
you, I've never stayed up as late as this