Luyện nghe bài hát King of 7th Avenue

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

In the across from me, a man is committing a robbery.
It's another form of the new 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 woman that I see.
Her silhouette is beautiful.
It plays on my memory.

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

I think the sirens come for me,
searchlights reach up to the balcony.
They me in light, blind me so I can't see.

I hear the all ask for jumping,
While the all ask for calm.
Even the pigeons I'm something,
The city is in my palms.
My daughter lisa to me,

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

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

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

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