Luyện nghe bài hát Just Like Tom Thumb's Blues

When you're lost in the rain in
And Easter time too
And your fails
And negativity don't pull you

put on any airs
When you're on Rue Morgue Avenue
got some hungry women there
They really make a outta you

Now if you see Saint
Please tell her a lot
I cannot
My are all in a knot

I don't the strength
To get up and another shot
And my best friend, my
Won't tell me what I've got

Sweet
The peasants call her the goddess of
She good English
And she takes you to her

And so kind
You're careful not to go to her too
And she your voice
And leaves you howling at the

I started out on
But soon hit the stuff
Everybody said they'd behind me
When the game got

But the was on me
There was nobody to call my
I'm back to New York City
I I've had enough