Luyện nghe bài hát Paris

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

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

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

They'd meet there Sunday
In the at noon.
would get there early
To buy a red balloon.
And Cassie'd tell him all
her awful luck men.
She's say, "Wish I could a guy like you
But they'll make you again."
And Jade would fall asleep on lap
in the park.
While Cassie'd still be talkin' a time after dark.

gets a little bit loney sometimes.

One afternoon,
no Ezra, No red balloon.
a friend of his who said,
"Ezra Away.
And he me to bring this 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 ain't no crime, It no crime...
gets a little bit loney sometimes.