Luyện nghe bài hát Manhatten

Words and by bob seger

Shakey davey's got a twelve gauge in his
It's sawed off to the
He's got a plan
this liquor store on madison
There's another one on washington square
He's pretty no one's ever seen him
around there

The first one's birdshot the next four are double buck
The last one's a slug just for good
He's got his in his pocket
He wants to score as as he's done
He can't wait to get to get long gone

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

It's right around midnight and there's still too damn many on this street
He's walked all the way battery park he's got sweaty hands and burnin' feet
desperate 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 unsolved mysteries a iot of paper pushed around
Most folks are wakin' up in this great big town