Luyện nghe bài hát Jazz Musician

Well it's saturday night in new
And you're kinda wet
Now the summer heat is getting you
So you try to look as as you can as you sweat
And got a woman on the other side of the law
But it cool to go see her yet
Because her ex-old man's a cop
Who he's auditioning for dragnet
So you stand on the looking kinda torn
And in the blue lounge
Where death was
The jazz musician blows his

You pop a to your baby in richmond
'cause you're pretty down
She's kinda small but at least a rich one
Oh, and she you real bad
And that's all that counts
You had a band and flying hands
And oh, you was pretty big, you were big in the

But you passed out on stage and into a rage
And tried to revive you
Mouth to
You a pain in your chest
As you passed the
And in the light lounge
The went down
And the slipped silently out of town

now the atheist he burns you for laughing out loud
Because he can't understand you're saying
And the word's out when they him in the hole
Everybody knows he went out praying
Oh, now the park is but the sidewalk's bright
And alive with the light of the
Oh and can I walk you home tonight
'cause a big bad city
And this got a lot for the givingi'm stranded in the jungle
First stage witness at a killing
I'm clutching my school diploma, shuffling my feet
Promised bucks a week
And top billing
Well you can live a life of love in new
Only if you don't, if you don't living
And I met this taxi driver who drives me around
Telling tales of his back women

And out on the corner there's no to move
'cause everybody's trying so to groove
And in the blue light
The musician plays his blues