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 with big green eyes. She called her Jade.
They met each other in the while Jade was on a swing.
On a bench underneath a tree, talked about everything.
And she said, "Sometimes I get so scared, and I know 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 bit lonely sometimes.
It no crime, it ain't no crime.
gets a little bit lonely sometimes."
The he said, "I was gonna be a painter, gonna my masterpiece.
I spent my whole life dreamin'. Now my only memories.
And I was gonna live in Paris, France. Now my fallin' apart.
I be a Pable Picasso if delusion were an art."
And she said, "That lovely. Paris, France.
sayin' those words kinda makes me wanna dance.
Do you dance?"
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.
They'd there 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 with men.
say, "Wish I could meet a guy like you but they'll never make you
again."
And Jade would fall asleep in lap there in the park
while Cassie's still be talkin' a long after dark.
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.
One afternoon, no Ezra, no red balloon.
a friend of his who said, "Ezra passed 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 Cassie, you were my Paris, France."
It ain't no crime, it no crime.
Everybody gets a bit lonely sometimes.