Luyện nghe bài hát Imagine Houston

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

With a steam-heated
With a desire and a tropical fire in your blood
a steam-heated love
That hurricane feelin got you reelin,
you can't wait for the flood!

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

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