Luyện nghe bài hát Incident On 57th Street

Spanish Johnny in from the underworld last night
With bruised and broken rhythm and a beat-up old Buick but dressed just like dynamite
He tried sellin' his heart to the hard girls over on Street
But they said, "Johnny, it falls apart so easily, and you know hearts these are cheap"
And the pimps swung their axes and said, "Johnny, a cheater"
And the swung their axes and said, "Johnny, you're a liar"
And from out of the shadows a young girl's voice, said, "Johnny, don't cry"
Puerto Rican Jane, oh, won't you tell me, what's your
I want to drive you to the other 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 their goodnight

Goodnight, alright, Jane
Now let them black boys in to light the soul
We may find it out on the street tonight,
Or we may until the daylight, maybe

Well, like a cool Romeo he made his moves, oh, she looked so
Like a late Juliet, she knew she'd be true but then, she really didn't mind
Upstairs a band was playin' and the was singin' something about going 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"
Them barefoot left their homes for the woods
Them little barefoot street boys, they said their homes ain't no
They left the corners, away their switchblade knives and kissed each other goodbye

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

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

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