Luyện nghe bài hát Jazz Musician

Well it's saturday night in new
And feeling kinda wet
Now the summer is getting you worried
So you try to look as innocent as you can as you
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 on the corner looking kinda torn
And in the blue lounge
Where was born
The musician blows his horn

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

But you out on stage and flew into a rage
And tried to revive you
to mouth
You felt a pain in your
As you passed the
And in the light lounge
The lights down
And the audience silently out of town

Well now the he burns you for laughing out loud
Because he can't understand what you're
And the word's out they pushed him in the hole
Everybody knows that he out praying
Oh, now the is dark but the sidewalk's bright
And alive with the light of the
Oh and can I walk you home tonight
it's a big bad city
And this boy's got a lot for the stranded in the jungle
First witness at a company killing
I'm clutching my high school diploma, shuffling my
Promised bucks a week
And top billing
Well you can live a of love in new york
Only if you don't, if you don't living
And I met this taxi driver who drives me town
Telling tales of his back seat

And out on the there's no room to move
'cause everybody's trying so hard to
And in the blue light
The jazz musician plays his