Luyện nghe bài hát Piazza, New York Catcher

Elope with me Miss Private and well sail around the
I will be your and you my wayward girl
How many nights of talking in rooms can you take?
How nights of limping round on pagan holidays?
Oh elope with me in private and set something ablaze
A trail for the Devil to

San Franciscos us, the Giants and Mets will play
Piazza, New York catcher, are you or are you gay?
We hung the stadium, weve got no place to stay
We about the tenderloin and tenderly you tell about
The book you ever had to read always makes you cry
The crying too and well he may

I love you Ive a drowning on your adoring face
I you, my responsibility has found a place
you and strong warnings in the guise of gentle words
Come wave upon me the family wider net absurd
Youll take care of her, I know it, you do a better job
Maybe, but not what she

with me Miss Private and well drink ourselves awake
Well taste the coffee and award certificates
A privy seal to keep the feel of style
Well on the decor and well help the passer by
And at dusk when work is over well the debate
In a borrowed bedroom virginal and

The catcher hits for 318 and catches day
The puts religion first and rests on holidays
He goes into and lies prostrate on the floor
He knows the drink his speed hes praying for a doorway
Back into the life he wants and the confession of the
Life the diamond is a wrench

I wish that you were here with me to the dull weekend
I know it come to love, my heroine pretend
A lady stepping from the we love until this day
Youd settle for an like 'Walk Away, Renee'
The sun upon the roof in winter will draw you out a flower
Meet you at the in an hour
Meet you at the in an hour