Luyện nghe bài hát Miracle Row

Maria lives on Row
She fortunes, you know
At a a throw

Every and every gigolo
Has love in the afternoon
To the by the windowsill

healthy children
And a of your own
on Miracle Row
They all follow the show

Soap in the afternoon
And the old ladies
At the sun like a
On the tenement

All the boys the conga
a chill in the air
And yes, theyre gonna out of here

TV in the heat
Talk show hard to
'Til she the street

Ripping underneath her heels
the poetry of motion in chains
And the lady by the

healthy children
And a home of own
Back on Row
They all will follow the

Love in the afternoon
And the old man
And the sun hotter
mumbles a tune

And the men spot her
Running up to the
And yes, they've gotta get out of here

healthy children
And a home of own
Back on Row
They all will count on the

opera in the afternoon
The old swear
At the playing the conga
On the tenement

And the sun is like a
Theres a in the air
And yes, gonna break out of here

Oh Maria, your eyes are
A [unverified] lover's
And lips of velvet who an invitation
Every time you

You sucked me in, I admit
That I was for a sign
you, leave me on the corner by the light?
Because Im stepping out

Oh Maria, I envy any man who your name
The I knew you, well, Im not ashamed
To be the one who you down, your life is like a movie

Like a star it's pasted up in walls
you leave me something sacred when you fall?
Unless theres left at all

Your lips are a faded Spanish rose
And every movement a pose
On every technical

And other women show teeth
And schoolboy husbands and leave
And empty search the streets

Maria, convince me in the night she the way
Though every lover brings scream into the light of day

you leave me by the lamppost
In the haze of perfume night fades away?
Wont you me by the lamppost
In the haze of your perfume fades away?