Luyện nghe bài hát L. A. International Airport

Standing in that silent waitin' for that final call
Says he doesn't love me
Shaking hands I pack a bag, trembling I call a cab
Slowly I start to the door

Cab arrives he blows his horn, I stumble at in the early
Tell him of the place got to go
Hit a hundred lights, Peterbilts in a traffic fight
Gettin' through these doors been so slow

L.A. Airport
Where the big jet engines
L.A. Airport
I won't see him

A stewardess in a miniskirt, hippie in a shirt
on the way to Naples, Rome
While I'm wondering it's at I see a Paris diplomat
College kids are to get back home

car goes quickly by, I see my case and I start to cry
Stumble to the lounge to be
While I'm trying to get some rest, bite my lips and try my
To the pain that's making me leave home

L.A. International
Where the big jet roar
L.A. International
I see him anymore

silver wings across the sky, vapor trails that wave goodbye
To those below who've got to stay at
Wish that I had flown at night so I could take champagne flight
Rid of every tear I own

Soaring high the heaven in a 747
Fighting back the tears that my eyes
Captain's voice so loud and clear into my ear
Assuring me I'm flying skies

L.A. Airport
the big jet engines roar
L.A. Airport
I won't see him