Luyện nghe bài hát Incident On 57th Street

Spanish Johnny drove in the underworld last night
With bruised arms and broken rhythm and a old Buick but dressed just like dynamite
He tried sellin' his heart to the hard girls on Easy Street
But they said, "Johnny, it apart so easily, and you know hearts these days are cheap"
And the pimps swung their and said, "Johnny, you're a cheater"
And the pimps swung their axes and said, "Johnny, a liar"
And from out of the shadows came a young girl's voice, said, "Johnny, cry"
Puerto Rican Jane, oh, won't you tell me, what's your
I want to drive you down to the side of town
Where paradise ain't so crowded and there'll be action goin' down on Shanty tonight
All the fairies in a real bitch-fight
Pull .38's and kiss girls goodnight

Goodnight, it's alright,
Now let black boys in to light the soul flame
We may it out on the street tonight, baby
Or we may walk the daylight, maybe

Well, like a Romeo he made his moves, oh, she looked so fine
Like a late Juliet, she knew she'd never be but then, she really didn't mind
Upstairs a band was playin' and the singer was singin' something about home
She whispered, "Spanish Johnny, you can leave me tonight, but just leave me alone"
And Johnny cried, "Puerto Rican Jane, is down, the cops have found the vein"
barefoot boys left their homes for the woods
Them little barefoot boys, they said their homes ain't no good
They left the corners, threw away their switchblade knives and kissed other goodbye

Johnny was sittin' on the fire escape, watchin' the kids down the street
He called down, "Hey little heroes, summer's long, but I guess it ain't sweet around here anymore"
sleeps in sheets damp with sweat
Johnny sits up and watches her dream on, dream on
And the sister prays for lost souls, breaks down in the chapel after everyone's gone

Jane moves over to share her pillow but opens her eyes to see Johnny up and his clothes on
She says, "Those romantic young boys, all they ever to do is fight
Those romantic young boys, callin' through the window
Hey, Spanish Johnny, you want to make a easy money tonight?"

And Johnny whispered, "Goodnight, it's all tight,
I'll meet you tomorrow night on Lane
We may find it out on the street tonight, now,
Or we may until the daylight, maybe"
Goodnight, alright, Jane
I'm gonna meet you night on Lover's Lane
We can find it out on the street tonight, now,
Or we may walk the daylight, maybe