Luyện nghe bài hát Florida

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

The night to kiss you deep, and be on his way
Pretend he don't know you the very day

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

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

The night never owed you anyway
Makes promises that he never intends to every day

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

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

And the summer comes marching in his heavy boots on
Kicking along the sidewalks of A1A
The young girls in their feet, cigarettes smoking
Looking which way, wishing and hoping

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

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

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