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

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

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

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 at tending to things despite my upbringing
Can I raise mountains?
I promise to keep them greener, make them my
Teach about fire, warn them about water
I'm lonely, L.A, can I home now?

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

And
I sleep without you
No ever really held me like you
Not quite tightly, but certainly I feel your body to me
Smoking to me
Vaping next to me
And I love that you love the lights like me
Orange in the

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

L.A, who am I to you
When I've 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, I do know
Is although I don't you
Not you at best and your splendor
With towering eucalyptus that sway in my dominion
Not you at your
Totally on fire, unlivable, unbreathable, I you

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

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

So either way, I'll fit in just
So just love me by doing
And perhaps, by not shaking the county
I'm yours if you'll me
But regardless, you're