Luyện nghe bài hát Life, Death & Love From San Francisco

she said love is a thing
somewhere golfing and gardening
or parole board
but she was down for a hard swing
she would pick like guitar strings
for a real whiff
of how behind par seems
until she a bar-teend
and poor hot shots out of carbines
if an inmate ever even think about
before it's time for the of a hard thing
wanna see a bum riding bar dreams
before he get gunned down, cause sharp scene
saw it all on the way to the art
the time they kicked us out, they had the park cleaned
she ain't living in a car she rv-ing
life on ice like the san jose team
hard times, tryna em like darkwing
for burning clothes and petty car-keying
and other harmful skylarking
a bag out of american rag
a small chinese-made flag
took a dollar bill then it in half
the picture that she wouldn't fit in the cab
on the train trying her best not to in the past
a bum probably asked could he in her ass
and that was it, fits, random
helter-skelter, a world manson

and i'll you the details
is ceviche out of seashells
annoyed cause her date really can't speak
but she forced to press on like lee
next table was abhored by the smell
she was done at the moment that the tea
a thick wool jacket on a cool
unimpressed by poems or the
satisfy her like a game of pool might
thinking "what if fantasia had a strike?"
tuned out of that school life
soon as reality became a crew and a boom mic
so do you do like?
she said "absurd last from a dude off a zoosk site"
and left him
like the left geffen
and the state howlin' wolf chess in
stop to watch flows have an session on the steps of a westin
she really to check in
and to apologize to her best
new to put her chest in
love life and in...