Luyện nghe bài hát Drops From The Faucet

Drops in the faucet like a heart
Beat on my porcelain sink a rhythm
I page through the phone book, reach for my pen
Is he in for the holidays to haunt me again?

I up the Grand central, information please
Is that line on time, oh fine
And it's a hair-do a wave
both forgot and forgave last time

A peddler of pots and pans down on Union
Said City Hall wants us off the
no Christmas in the air
Some high-brows were
Carnation lapels

Their big cars line the curbs outside those hotels
I passed a Marquee, Third
with Loretta Young and I swung myself around
And uptown to the train

So this is New Year's Eve another has passed
We wait so patiently, they come and go so fast
I stand on this platform for that basket of light
And the of the whistle screamin' out
a hot trumpet in the night

And as I'm waitin' I why and where
And what went
But this song tell no lies
It was just a good-bye