Luyện nghe bài hát My Friend

Hey, look out for my up there, man!
That's my drink, man, my drink, alright...
it a double, or eh...
Somebody has to
Some body sing?
Somebody will sing,
(I know!)

Y'all pass me bottle,
And I'll sing you all a song
Yeah!
Let me get my key, ahum!

Well, I'm looking Harlem
my stomach squeal just a little
A stagecoach of feathers and footprints,
pulls up to box door
Now a lady a pearl handled necktie
to the driver's fence
in my face,
bourbon and coke words
& "Haven't I you somewhere in hell,
or was it an accident?"
(You know how I then, and so:)

I could ask "was it the East or West side?"
my they howled in pain
The of a bandwagon cut very deep,
but not as in my mind as the rain
And as they pulled I could see her words
Stagger and on my muddy tent
I picked them up, brushed them off,
to see what say,
and you believe:
`Come around to my room, with the in the middle,
and along the bottle and a president'

And eh sometimes it's not so easy,
Especially when your friend,
talks, sees, looks and like you,
and you do the same as him
(Gets very lonely up road, baby)
(Yeah, hmmm, yeah)
(Got to say!)

Well I'm riding LA (huh),
on a bicycle built for
And I one of my old buddies
And he say, "you look the way you usually do"
I say, "well, some look like a coin-box"
He say, "look like you got no coins to spare"
And I laid back and I thought to myself, and I this:
I just up my pride from underneath the pay phone,
and combed this breath out of my hair
And sometimes it's not so
Especially when your friend
talk, sees, and feels like you,
and you do just the as him

got out of a Scandinavian jail,
and I'm on my way home to you
But I so dizzy I take a quick look in the mirror,
to make sure my here with me too
And you know good well I don't coffee,
so you fill my cup of sand
And the frozen tea on the bottom
Sharing around the broken edge
And my coat that you let dog lay by the fire on
And your cat he attacked me from his ledge
And I you were my friend too
Man, my shadow in line before you
I'm out that it's eh not so easy
Specially your only friend
Talks, looks, sees and feels you,
and you do the same just him

(Lord so lonely here, hmmm, yeah)
Yeah!
(Pass me bottle over there...)
Yeah, yeah, okay...