Luyện nghe bài hát Paris

Ezra was an old man. He by the sea.
Watching getting older, with no family.
Cassie was a one, a bar tender by trade.
She had a daughter with big green eyes. She her Jade.
They met each in the park while Jade was on a swing.
On a bench a tree, they talked about everything.
And she said, "Sometimes I get so scared, and I don't why."
She for the old man's hand and she began to cry.
And he said,
"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."
The he said, "I was be a painter, gonna paint my masterpiece.
I spent my whole dreamin'. Now they're my only memories.
And I was gonna live in Paris, France. Now my fallin' apart.
I could be a Pable if delusion were an art."
And she said, "That lovely. Paris, France.
sayin' those words kinda makes me wanna dance.
Do you dance?"
It no crime, it ain't no crime.
gets a little bit lonely sometimes.
It no crime, it ain't no crime.
Everybody a little bit lonely sometimes.
They'd meet every Sunday in the park at noon.
Ezra get there early to buy Jade a red balloon.
And Cassie'd tell him all about her awful luck men.
She'd say, "Wish I could meet a guy like you but never make you
again."
And Jade would fall asleep in Ezra's lap there in the
Cassie's still be talkin' a long time after dark.
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.
One afternoon, no Ezra, no red balloon.
Just a friend of his who said, "Ezra away
and he me to bring this letter to you today."
Well, it was two to Paris.
And a that read, "Thank you for the dance.
My dearest Cassie, you my Paris, France."
It no crime, it ain't no crime.
gets a little bit lonely sometimes.