Luyện nghe bài hát Cuban Crime of Passion

Well now Billy Voltaire was a piano player up from way
He used to play in the bars, he could sound like the
Ladies would pay and pay, one he did wind up playin' in Havana town
knew, least Billy Voltaire that these were his final sounds

'Cause he met up with
A dancer in the coast
woman, half child, she's drove him half wild
He loved that lady the

One night he did her
In the arms of Dan
So he pulled a knife, poor Danny's life
And then he his own cold hand

It's a Cuban crime of passion, messy and old fashioned
Yeah what the papers did say
It's just a Cuban crime of passion, and knives a slashin'
Yeah but that's what the people like to about
Up in America, up in

Well now they found Meritta, some people say she got ill
Billy had no one to claim him, he was buried on Pauper's Hill
And no one talks about 'em no more, it happened a week ago
But people get by and people get high in the they come and they go

It's just a Cuban crime of passion, and old fashioned
Yeah that's the papers did say
just a Cuban crime of passion, anjejo and knives a slashin'
But that's what the like to read about
Up in America, up in