Luyện nghe bài hát King of 7th Avenue

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

In the window across from me, a man is a robbery.
another form 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 on the shadows 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 sirens have for me,
Their reach up to the balcony.
They me in light, blind me so I can't see.

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

"dad the is yours, and it's beautiful.
throw it all away on memories.

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

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