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 from the ocean, with their eyes closed

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

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

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

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

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

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

And the summer comes marching in his heavy boots on
Kicking the blacktopped sidewalks of A1A
The young girls in their feet, cigarettes 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 some cool sheets and have to say

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

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