Luyện nghe bài hát Paris

Ezra was an old man. He by the sea.
himself getting older, with no family.
Cassie was a one, a bar tender by trade.
She had a daughter with big eyes. She called her Jade.
They met each other in the while Jade was on a swing.
On a bench underneath a tree, they talked everything.
And she said, "Sometimes I get so scared, and I know why."
She reached for the old hand and she began to cry.
And he said,
"It no crime, it ain't no crime.
Everybody gets a little bit sometimes.
It ain't no crime, it no crime.
Everybody 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 live in Paris, France. Now my body's fallin' apart.
I could be a Picasso if delusion were an art."
And she said, "That lovely. Paris, France.
Just those words kinda makes me wanna dance.
Do you dance?"
It no crime, it ain't no crime.
Everybody a little bit lonely sometimes.
It ain't no crime, it no crime.
gets a little bit lonely sometimes.
They'd meet there every 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 meet a guy like you but they'll never make you
again."
And Jade would fall asleep in Ezra's lap in the park
while Cassie's still be a long time after dark.
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.
One afternoon, no Ezra, no red balloon.
Just a of his who said, "Ezra passed away
and he wanted me to bring this 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 no crime, it ain't no crime.
Everybody gets a bit lonely sometimes.