Luyện nghe bài hát Crimes of Paris

I thought it was you with your view of the clock
And how it's always another day, just twelve o'clock's struck
You said, "Now I only want you so I don't to promise"
But tiny children in grown-up whispered all the crimes of Paris

You're not the girl or a girl from France
Or the girl in the sizzle hot pants
All the words of love cruel and crass
When you're tough and transparent as armored
You're everywhere, girl, in an everyday
Who'll pay for the crimes of

I heard that she fell for the, "Hell or to smith Blues"
In the tiny torn up pieces of his mind irresistible too
It's hard to say now if he's stupid or smart
As he crawled through the
And poured out more of his Jesus heart

You're not the next-door or a girl from France
Or the cigarette girl in the hot pants
All the words of love seem cruel and
When you're tough and as armored glass
You're everywhere, girl, in an mess
pay for the crimes of Paris?

And all here and now
She hit him that paper-weight Eiffel Tower
And I tried to hold on to you but I know how
And I find it hard to swallow advice
Like going down three to only come up twice
up twice

She's so convenient, he's always stiff as
It's hard to now he's in love with her
It was her way of getting her own
You did anything she couldn't do on her own
You're as good as your and that's no good to her
You'd better leave that kitten

She's not the girl next-door or a girl from
Or the cigarette girl in the sizzle hot
All the words of love cruel and crass
When tough and transparent as armored glass
You're everywhere, girl, in an mess
Who'll pay for the of Paris?

Who'll pay for the crimes of
gonna pay for the crimes of Paris?
Who'll pay for the crimes of
I'm gonna pay for the of Paris?
Whose pay for the crimes of Paris?