Luyện nghe bài hát Paris

was an old man
He by the sea.
Watchin' himself older,
no Family.
And Cassie was a one,
A by trade.
She had a with big green eyes,
She her Jade.
They met other in the park,
Jade 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...
gets a little bit lonely sometimes.
It no crime, It ain't no crime...
gets a little bit lonely sometimes.

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

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

They'd meet there Sunday
In the at noon.
Ezra get there early
To buy a red balloon.
And Cassie'd him all about
her awful luck men.
She's say, "Wish I could a guy like you
But never make you again."
And Jade would fall on Ezra's lap
in the park.
While Cassie'd still be talkin' a long time dark.

Everybody a little bit loney sometimes.

One afternoon,
no Ezra, No red balloon.
Just a of his who said,
"Ezra Away.
And he wanted me to this letter to you today."
Well it was 2 tickets to Paris and a 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.