Luyện nghe bài hát Paris

Ezra was an old man. He by the sea.
Watching getting older, with 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 and she began to cry.
And he said,
"It ain't no crime, it no crime.
Everybody gets a bit lonely sometimes.
It ain't no crime, it no crime.
Everybody gets a little bit 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 could be a Pable Picasso if were an art."
And she said, "That lovely. Paris, France.
Just those words kinda makes me wanna dance.
Do you dance?"
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.
They'd meet every Sunday in the park at noon.
Ezra would get early to buy Jade a red balloon.
And Cassie'd tell him all about her awful with men.
She'd say, "Wish I could meet a guy like you but they'll make you
again."
And Jade would fall asleep in lap there in the park
while Cassie's still be a long time after dark.
It ain't no crime, it no crime.
Everybody 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.
Just a friend of his who said, "Ezra passed
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.
Everybody gets a little bit sometimes.