Luyện nghe bài hát Florida

A couple of young girls sailing down A1A
Into the arms of Florida, sailing the highway
their heads off, protected by the holy ghost
Flying in from the ocean, driving with their eyes

The wants to kiss you deep, and be on his way
Pretend he know you the very next day

Isn't it hard Isn't it lonely?
How I still hang around here, and nothing to hold me

You slide down into the sea from twelve hours on feet
And get the to wash you away, thousands and thousands of days
And someone you never meet, signs a you get every week
You try and still can't all the strangers that you have met

The never owed you nothing anyway
promises that he never intends to keep every day

Isn't it sometimes? Isn't it lonely?
How I hang around here, and there's nothing to hold me

time, every year, travelers come and go
You see them landing with their pale wings and flying to the snow

And the summer comes marching in with his boots on
along the blacktopped sidewalks of A1A
The young girls in their bare feet, smoking
Looking every which way, wishing and

And you want the night just to let you and be on his way
Wrap you up in cool sheets and have nothing to say

Isn't it sometimes? Isn't it lonely?
How I still around here, and there's nothing to hold me

Isn't it hard sometimes? Isn't it
How I still hang here, and there's nothing to hold me