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 nowhere, who am I to love you?

L.A, I've got nothing, who am I to you
When I'm feeling way and I've got nothing to offer?
L.A, not the city that never sleeps
Not quite the city wakes, but the city that dreams, for sure
If by you mean in nightmares

L.A, I'm a dreamer, but I'm nowhere, who am I to dream?
L.A, I'm upset, I complaints, listen 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 life rights for a big and I'm upset
And now I can't sleep at night, and I don't why
Plus, I Zac, so why did I do that when I know it won't last?

L.A, I picked San Francisco because the man who love me lives there
L.A, I'm pathetic, but so are you, can I home now?
to no one, table for one
Party of thousands of people I don't know at Delilah where my works
I'm of this, but can I come home now?
to no one, private jet for one
Back home to the Tudor house that borned a thousand plots
Hancock Park, treated me very badly and resentful
The witch on the corner, the nobody wanted
The for Garcetti's extra security

L.A, I I'm bad
But I have nowhere to go, can I come home now?
I never had a
you let me make the sun my own for now
And the my son?
I'm quite good at tending to things my upbringing
Can I raise your
I promise to keep them greener, make them my
Teach them about fire, warn them about
I'm lonely, L.A, can I come home

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

And
I sleep without you
No one's ever really me like you
Not quite tightly, but I feel your body next to me
Smoking to me
Vaping next to me
And I love that you love the neon like me
in the distance

We both that
And I love that we that in common
Also, neither one of us can go to New York
For you are
As for me, it won't be my city again until I'm
Fuck the New York

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

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

You see, I have no
And you do
A continental
A piece of land from where you came
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 my desperation
Let me hold you, not just for
But for real and for
Make it life
Let me be a wife to you
Girlfriend, lover, mother,
I you
be put off by my quick-wordedness
I'm quite quiet
a meditator, actually
I'll do very well down by Paramhansa Yogananda's center, I'm sure
I promise you'll even notice me
Unless you want to me
Unless you prefer a rambunctious
In which case, I can it on, too
I'm quite good on the as you may know
You might heard of me

So either way, fit in just fine
So just love me by doing
And perhaps, by not the county line
I'm yours if have me
But regardless, mine