Luyện nghe bài hát Manhatten

Words and by bob seger

Shakey davey's got a gauge in his hand
sawed off to the limit
He's got a plan
There's this liquor on madison
There's another one down on washington
He's pretty no one's ever seen him
Down around

The first one's birdshot the four are double aught buck
The last one's a slug for good luck
He's got his works in his
He wants to as soon as he's done
He can't wait to get to get long gone

He puts on his coat scribbles off a short note
Sits himself down and waits for the sun to go

right around midnight and there's still too damn many people on this street
He's walked all the way from battery park he's got sweaty hands and burnin'
He's for a fix
His body's "get me high"
He bursts the door and lets one fly

Sunrise in the and davey's cold as stone
He got some bad and he was all alone
Two more unsolved mysteries a iot of paper around
Most folks are just wakin' up in this great big