Luyện nghe bài hát Imagine Houston

Imagine in the middle of July
Hotter than a pistol on a saturday
Your baby's on the porch with a bamboo fan
As you pull up to the curb in black sedan
It don't take her long she knew you were
With a slam of the screen off and she's runnin
Now she's sittin beside you you forget about the heat
You your troubles at the curb and take your passion to the street

With a steam-heated
With a burning desire and a tropical fire in your
With a love
That feelin it's got you reelin,
you can't even for the flood!

You put your arm her and you tell her the news
And the white lines and the freeways twist like a fuse
While the Pilgrims from the East their U-Haul trailors
Build out of canvas just like shipwrecked sailors
And the asphalt while the welders weld
And your wheels are hotter than the of hell
And you better watch step if you're just standing around
Because the buildings ain't constructed they erupt the ground

The parking lots are with a street sweepers mist
Just the perfect atmosphere to steal a kiss
And you notice that the moon has been with chrome
As it to rise beside the Astrodome.