Luyện nghe bài hát King of 7th Avenue

King of 7th avenue I can count all the lights in the city the ledge on the twenty- seventh floor.
There must be ten window or more.
It's a hobby I can on, helps me forget about the cold.
And I get to the neighbors for as long as the ledge will hold.

In the window across from me, a man is a robbery.
It's form of the new york city lottery.
His ears be burning, he drops the bag and he stares.
I'm the man out on the building.
Yes, no net down there...
And there's a below that I see.
Her silhouette is beautiful.
It plays on my memory.

Puts a on the shadows in front of me.
A below is forming, beneath this
ledge, my throne.
I am the of seventh avenue,
New city is my home.

I think the sirens have for me,
Their searchlights up to the balcony.
bathe me in light, blind me so I can't see.

I the crowd all ask for jumping,
the cops all ask for calm.
Even the pigeons I'm something,
The whole is in my palms.
My lisa says to me,

"dad the world is yours, and beautiful.
Don't it all away on memories.

got to meet new people..."
Yeah, that be good for me.
for me.
for me.
So I watch the lovers their shades.
I've seen embrace after their furious fights.
I've watched them mend their fences, their love all night.
to tear them down again,

Change the limits, the boundaries.
The same beginning, the end.

Yet the story still me.
The whole now is watching.
From this window my throne,
I'm the of seventh avenue
And I'm not alone. I'm not alone.