Luyện nghe bài hát Paris

was an old man
He by the sea.
Watchin' himself older,
no Family.
And was a pretty one,
A by trade.
She had a with big green eyes,
She her Jade.
They met each in the park,
While was on a swing.
On a underneath a tree,
talked about everything.
And she said, I get so scared,
But I don't why.
She for the old man's hand,
and she to cry.
And he said,
it ain't no crime,It no crime...
gets a little bit lonely sometimes.
It no crime, It ain't no crime...
Everybody gets a bit lonely sometimes.

he said...
I was be a painter,
paint my masterpiece.
I spent my life dreamin',
now they're my memories.
And I was gonna live in Paris,
Now my body's apart.
I could be Pablo Picasso if were an art.
And she said,
"That lovely...Paris, France
sayin' those words,
Kinda makes me dance,
Do you dance?"

It ain't no crime,It no crime...
gets a little bit lonely sometimes.
It ain't no crime, It no crime...
Everybody a little bit lonely sometimes.

meet there every Sunday
In the at noon.
would get there early
To buy a red balloon.
And tell him all about
her awful luck men.
say, "Wish I could find a guy like you
But they'll never you again."
And Jade would asleep on Ezra's lap
in the park.
While still be talkin' a long time after dark.

Everybody gets a bit loney sometimes.

One afternoon,
no Ezra, No red balloon.
a friend of his who said,
"Ezra Away.
And he wanted me to bring letter to you today."
Well it was 2 tickets to and a note that read,
you for the dance...
My Cassie,
you my Paris, France.'

It no crime, It ain't no crime...
gets a little bit loney sometimes.