Luyện nghe bài hát Cuban Crime of Passion

Well now Billy Voltaire was a player up from Miami way
He used to play in the bars, he could sound the stars
Ladies would pay and pay, one night he did up playin' in Havana town
Nobody knew, least Billy Voltaire that these were his final

he met up with Meritta
A dancer in from the
woman, half child, she's drove him half wild
He loved that the most

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

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

Well now they never found Meritta, some say she got ill
Billy Voltaire had no one to claim him, he was buried on Pauper's
And no one talks 'em no more, it happened just a week ago
But people get by and people get high in the tropics they come and go

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