Luyện nghe bài hát New York

(GUITAR & INTRO)
to the city, welcome to disaster
You see a girl, but you're walkin' right past her
You it up, get it back, Turn around and ask her
She don't talk back so you a little faster

Winkin' in a snapshot, wavin' a bigshot
You're feelin' pretty good you think you hear a gunshot
punk outta junk, Breakin' in a pawn shop
Cops freeze so you take another snapshot

Ah ... New York
Ah ... New York

I guess everything my told me was right
When in the Big Apple
Then you better to take a bite

(HARP SOLO)

I guess everything my daddy told me was
When in the Big Apple
Then you better to take a bite

in a hotel, workin for the housedick
You stop a little girl who's pullin' in her own
Talk awhile, get a smile, Make another
It won't last long but it beats homesick

in a taxi, gotta see the band play
It's on a little sidestreet, a off of Broadway
You make a turn, then you learn, You're goin' down the way
The cabby wants a tip he got you there the hard way

Ah ... New York
Ah ... it's New
Ah ... New York
Ah ... New York
(GUITAR STUFF)
New York
(GUITAR & STUFF)
New York
(GUITAR & STUFF)