Luyện nghe bài hát King of 7th Avenue

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

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

Puts a face on the in front of me.
A crowd is forming, beneath this
ledge, my throne.
I am the king of avenue,
New york is my home.

I think the have come for me,
searchlights reach up to the balcony.
They bathe me in light, blind me so I see.

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

"dad the is yours, and it's 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 behind their shades.
I've seen embrace after their furious fights.
I've them mend their fences, make their love all night.
to tear them down again,

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

Yet the still astounds me.
The world now is watching.
From this ledge my throne,
I'm the king of seventh
And I'm not alone. I'm not alone.