Luyện nghe bài hát How Strange It Seems

I'm a driver in new york city
I've got kids on the lower east side
I'm not a strong man, I'm not very
But in hour hell you should see me drive

I'm a in louisiana
Stick my finger ain't a shame
People come to and paw on my artwork
But no two of my are ever the same

How strange it to be me
If tomorrow I opened my
And found myself somewhere
I who I'd be

I'm the man at a place called the exit
The last band I heard me to tears
But every so often I one that moves me
Love for the music is what keeps me

How strange it to be me
I f tomorrow I my eyes
And found somewhere else
I who I'd be

I'm a man
I ain't talking money
I'm singer at the eight by ten
You go out for some grand tomorrow
worry 'bout me just drop by now and then

How it seems to be me
I f tomorrow I my eyes
And found myself else
I who I'd be