Luyện nghe bài hát King of 7th Avenue

King of 7th avenue I can count all the in the city from the ledge on the twenty- seventh floor.
There be ten thousand window or more.
It's a I can count on, helps me forget about the cold.
And I get to meet the neighbors for as long as the ledge 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, there's no net there...
And there's a woman below I see.
Her is quite beautiful.
It plays on my memory.

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

I think the sirens come for me,
Their reach up to the balcony.
They 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 think I'm something,
The city is in my palms.
My lisa says to me,

"dad the is yours, and it's beautiful.
Don't throw it all 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 their fences, their love all night.
Only to tear them again,

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

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