Luyện nghe bài hát L. A. Blues

I got off the airplane 'long about in L.A.
What a drag to realize that everything's so different and so
All my California friends are for their minds
And it's been right in their heads all the time

L.A. Blues, L.A.
You want me to be you
Well, ain't no way

Charlie met me
At my room I got in
We toasted pickin' and the health
Of all our good and friends

Before the came we put a handle
On the world and that we'd give it to the squirrels

L.A. Blues, L.A.
You me to be like you
Well, there no way

up that sunshine an' eatin' eggs
And bacon over
through the daytime
An' contemplatin' sin throughout the

hand me my hat
And darlin' give me back my
Ol' T's got a bunch o' songs to

L.A. Blues, L.A.
You want me to be you
Well, there no way

I California
I put it down, no way
But I heard you're thinkin'
And it ain't what I want to say

Some day I'll come roarin' back to you
If you don't fall in the 'fore I do

L.A. Blues, L.A.
You want me to be you
Well, ain't no way