Luyện nghe bài hát Crazy Little Child

Crazy little never got to see
All the pretty in life
Had him put away, nothing they say
Could make the pieces fit

Aw well, was rich, mama was a bitch
Living easy in between
Behind his scream, Jackson in his teens
Was planning his

He was a crazy child, New Orleans Alley playground
Grimy faced, he the hookers cry
were his friends and when he talked to them
They said, "Jackson, boy, get you by and by"

settin' in, desperate, cool and quick
Jackson learned the out on the street
Little candy stores, pickin' locks and doors
Was practice for a two bit thief

So Jackson went to and everyone was hip
ran all the rackets there in town
If you need another boy, a or a blade
Well, I'm the cat around

Ritz gave him the eye, once then he smiled
"Yeah, I've got something in mind
If you me here at two, I think you'll like the view
Of that long when you crack that safe tonight"

He was a crazy child, New Orleans Alley playground
And grimy faced, he the hookers cry, whoo
Winos were his friends and he talked to them
They said, "Jackson, boy, they'll get you by and by", right

Well, I'll wait for you outside and be your ears and your eyes
And boy, you just slip in there and bring out all that
But Ritz was taken by surprise, of unsuspectin' guys
And they left Jackson inside

Questions there were few, in fact there none
When those bullet start to fly
Lay dying on the floor with a smokin'
He said, "I must admit the were right"

Crazy child, never got to see
All the pretty things in
We him today, nothing we could say
Could ever make the fit

Yeah, I admit the winos were right
Oh, I must admit the winos right
His last were
I admit the winos were