Luyện nghe bài hát Paris

Ezra was an old man. He by the sea.
Watching himself 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, they talked everything.
And she said, "Sometimes I get so scared, and I don't why."
She reached for the old man's hand and she to cry.
And he said,
"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."
The he said, "I was gonna be a painter, paint my masterpiece.
I spent my whole dreamin'. Now they're my only memories.
And I was gonna in Paris, France. Now my body's fallin' apart.
I be a Pable Picasso 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 a little bit lonely sometimes.
It no crime, it ain't no crime.
Everybody gets a bit lonely sometimes.
They'd meet there every 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 never make you
again."
And Jade fall 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.
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.
a friend 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.