Luyện nghe bài hát Paris

Ezra was an old man. He by the sea.
Watching himself getting older, no family.
was a pretty one, a bar tender by trade.
She had a daughter with big green eyes. She her Jade.
They met each other in the while Jade was on a swing.
On a underneath a tree, they talked about everything.
And she said, "Sometimes I get so scared, and I know why."
She reached for the old man's hand and she to cry.
And he said,
"It no crime, it ain't no crime.
Everybody gets a bit lonely sometimes.
It ain't no crime, it no crime.
gets a little 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 body's apart.
I could be a Pable if delusion were an art."
And she said, "That lovely. Paris, France.
Just sayin' those words makes me wanna dance.
Do you dance?"
It ain't no crime, it no crime.
Everybody gets a bit lonely sometimes.
It no crime, it ain't no crime.
Everybody gets a little bit sometimes.
They'd meet every Sunday in the park at noon.
Ezra would get there early to buy 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 they'll never you
again."
And Jade would asleep in Ezra's lap there in the park
while Cassie's still be talkin' a time after dark.
It no crime, it ain't no crime.
gets a little bit lonely sometimes.
It no crime, it ain't no crime.
gets a little bit lonely sometimes.
One afternoon, no Ezra, no red balloon.
a friend of his who said, "Ezra passed away
and he wanted me to bring letter to you today."
Well, it was two to Paris.
And a note read, "Thank you for the dance.
My dearest Cassie, you my Paris, France."
It ain't no crime, it no crime.
Everybody gets a little bit sometimes.