Luyện nghe bài hát Culver Moon

I in a small town . . . deep in LA
About five miles of where the Lakers play
Everybody here's from someplace
Working all together just Santa's elves
Baby, me
And I'll you
the streets are shining with the smoggy dew
When the lights are glowing with the mists of
And the whole world is lit up by the Culver
Baby don't 'bout Angelyne
She ain't the prettiest thing ever seen
she wears ever fits her right
And her is just a little too tight
And the way she looks from so high above
Makes me think the child's never been in love
Baby, me
And Culver you
When the streets are shining with the dew
When the lights are glowing with the mists of
And the world is lit up by the Culver Moon
Baby I'm going to you 'til the stars come down
'Til they park their limos and they to town
'Til the L.A. river overflows its
'Til the whole alternative nation bows its knobby in thanks
'Til the fish are jumping in Ballona
'Til the earth is by the meek
Baby, me
And Culver you
When the streets are shining the smoggy dew
When the lights are glowing the mists of June
And the whole world is illuminated by the Culver
the rainbow and behind Versailles
From the of Fedco to the 405
MGM to Veteran's Park
Way at Chippendale's fumblin' in the dark
the ghostly specter of Howard Hughes
Hovers in the smoke of a bar-b-ques
Baby, me
And Culver you
the streets are shining with the smoggy dew
When the lights are with the mists of June
And the whole world is lit up by the Moon
(c) 1996, Swallow Turn Brad Music, Inc./Eye Cue Music, adm. by Almo Music
Corp./Bateria Music/Irague Music, Songs/Faux
Music/Longitude Co., all rights on behalf of Faux Music, adm. by Longitude Music
Co., BMI.