Luyện nghe bài hát Culver Moon

I live in a small . . . deep in LA
About miles north of where the Lakers play
Everybody here's someplace else
Working all together just like Santa's
Baby, me
And I'll you
When the are shining with the smoggy dew
When the lights are glowing the mists of June
And the whole world is lit up by the Moon
Baby don't worry Angelyne
She ain't the prettiest thing I've seen
Nothing she wears ever her right
And her is just a little too tight
And the way she looks down from so above
Makes me think the child's never been in love
Baby, me
And I'll you
When the streets are with the smoggy dew
When the lights are glowing the mists of June
And the world is lit up by the Culver Moon
Baby I'm going to love you 'til the come down
'Til they park their limos and they to town
'Til the L.A. river its banks
'Til the whole alternative nation bows its knobby head in
'Til the are jumping in Ballona Creek
'Til the is inherited 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
Under the and behind Versailles
the aisles of Fedco to the 405
From MGM to Veteran's
Way down at Chippendale's fumblin' in the
the ghostly specter of Howard Hughes
Hovers in the smoke of a thousand
Baby, me
And Culver you
When the streets are shining with the dew
When the lights are glowing the mists of June
And the whole world is lit up by the Moon
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