Luyện nghe bài hát Incident On 57th Street

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

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

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

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

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 young boys, they're 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 on Lover's Lane
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 tomorrow night on Lane
We can find it out on the tonight, now, baby
Or we may walk the daylight, maybe