Luyện nghe bài hát Florida

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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