Luyện nghe bài hát LA Who Am I to Love You (From the Audiobook "Violet Bent Backwards Over the Grass")

I left my for San Francisco
Took a free off a billionaire's jet
L.A, I'm from nowhere, who am I to love

L.A, I've got nothing, who am I to you
I'm feeling this way and I've got nothing to offer?
L.A, not quite the city that sleeps
Not quite the city that wakes, but the that dreams, for sure
If by dreams you mean in

L.A, I'm a dreamer, but I'm from nowhere, who am I to
L.A, I'm upset, I have complaints, to me
They say I came money and I didn't
And I didn't even have and it's unfair
L.A, I sold my rights for a big check and I'm upset
And now I sleep at night, and I don't know why
Plus, I love Zac, so why did I do when I know it won't last?

L.A, I picked San Francisco because the man who doesn't love me there
L.A, I'm pathetic, but so are you, can I come home
to no one, table for one
Party of thousands of I don't know at Delilah where my ex-husband works
I'm sick of this, but can I come now?
to no one, private jet for one
Back home to the Tudor that borned a thousand murder plots
Hancock Park, treated me very badly and resentful
The witch on the corner, the neighbor wanted
The reason for extra security

L.A, I I'm bad
But I have nowhere else to go, can I home now?
I had a mother
Will you let me the sun my own for now
And the ocean my
I'm quite at tending to things despite my upbringing
Can I your mountains?
I to keep them greener, make them my daughters
Teach them about fire, warn them water
I'm lonely, L.A, can I come now?

I my city for San Francisco
And I'm writing the Golden Gate Bridge
But not going as I planned
I a free ride off a billionaire
And brought my typewriter and promised myself I would stay, but
It's not going the way that I thought
It's not that I feel different, and I don't that it's not hot
It's just I belong to no one
means there's only one place for me
The not quite awake, the city not quite asleep
The city that's still deciding how it can be

And
I can't without you
No one's ever really held me you
Not quite tightly, but certainly I feel your body to me
Smoking to me
lightly next to me
And I love you love the neon lights like me
in the distance

We both love
And I love that we that in common
Also, one of us can go back to New York
For you are
As for me, it won't be my again until I'm dead
the New York Post

L.A, who am I to you
When needed so much, asked for so much?
And what I've given, I'm not sure yet
I may never know that until I'm dead

For now though, what I do
Is I don't deserve you
Not you at your best and splendor
With towering eucalyptus that sway in my dominion
Not you at your
on fire, unlivable, unbreathable, I need you

You see, I have no
And you do
A shelf
A larger piece of land from where you
And I?
I'm an
A little seashell rests upon your native shores
One of many, for
But because of that, I surely must you closely to the most of anyone

For that reason, let me you
Don't mind my
Let me hold you, not just for
But for and for forever
Make it life
Let me be a wife to you
Girlfriend, lover, mother,
I you
be put off by my quick-wordedness
I'm generally quiet
Quite a meditator,
I'll do very well down by Yogananda's realization center, I'm sure
I promise you'll even notice me
you want to notice me
Unless you a rambunctious child
In case, I can turn it on, too
I'm quite good on the stage as you may
You have heard of me

So way, I'll fit in just fine
So just me by doing nothing
And perhaps, by not shaking the line
I'm yours if you'll me
But regardless, you're