Luyện nghe bài hát Crimes of Paris

I thought it was you with your optimist's view of the
And how it's another day, just after twelve o'clock's struck
You said, "Now I only want you so I have to promise"
But tiny in grown-up clothes whispered all the crimes of Paris

You're not the girl next-door or a girl France
Or the cigarette in the sizzle hot pants
All the of love seem cruel and crass
When you're tough and transparent as glass
everywhere, girl, in an everyday mess
Who'll pay for the crimes of

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

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

And it's all and now
She hit him with paper-weight Eiffel Tower
And I tried to hold on to you but I know how
And I find it hard to swallow good
Like going down times to only come up twice
up twice

She's so convenient, always stiff as hair-lacquer
It's hard to discover now in love with her
It was her way of her own back
You never did anything she do on her own
You're as good as your and that's no good to her
You'd better leave that kitten

not the girl next-door or a girl from France
Or the cigarette girl in the hot pants
All the words of love seem cruel and
When tough and transparent as armored glass
everywhere, girl, in an everyday mess
Who'll pay for the crimes of

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