Luyện nghe bài hát Florida

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

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

Isn't it hard Isn't it lonely?
How I still hang around here, and there's to hold me

You slide down into the sea from twelve hours on your
And get the tide to you away, thousands and thousands of days
And you never meet, signs a check you get every week
You try and still forget all the strangers that you have met

The night never owed you nothing
Makes promises that he never intends to every day

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

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

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

And you want the night just to let you and be on his way
Wrap you up in some cool sheets and have to say

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

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