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.
must be ten thousand window or more.
It's a hobby I can count on, me forget about the cold.
And I get to meet the neighbors for as as the ledge will hold.

In the window across me, a man is committing a robbery.
another form of the new york city lottery.
His must 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 that I see.
Her silhouette is beautiful.
It plays on my memory.

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

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

I hear the all ask for jumping,
While the all ask for calm.
Even the think 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 watch the lovers their shades.
I've seen them embrace 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 still astounds me.
The world now is watching.
From this ledge my throne,
I'm the of seventh avenue
And I'm not alone. I'm not alone.