Luyện nghe bài hát Picture Postcards From L.a.

I'm the player down at Eddie's bar
And Rachel she's the waitress who wants to be a
She swears she's gonna make it, it big someday
And she'll me picture postcards from L.A.

When it's time for closing, I play while Rachel
She listens to my music, I to her dreams
She swears she's gonna it, she's going all the way
And I say, "Send me picture from L.A.

Send me postcards from L.A. signed with love
Picture postcards L.A. to hang on my refrigerator door
Rachel, if you find me one, I'd a picture of
The sun

Rachel shares my pillow she always asks me things
Like do I really think pretty, do I like the way she sings?
I don't know how to answer, so I smile and say
I say, "Send me picture from L.A.

me postcards from L.A. signed with love forevermore
Picture postcards from L.A. to hang on my door
Rachel, if you find me one, I'd a picture of
The sun

Sometimes stands up in the middle of the bar
And does a scene from the show
We all our hands as she puts her apron on
And says, "Next week, I'm go"

She'll buy a ticket and pack her things to leave
Though we all know the story, we pretend that we
But something always comes up, something always her stay
And still no postcards from L.A.

Send me postcards L.A. signed with love forevermore
Picture postcards from L.A. to hang on my door
Rachel, if you find me one, I'd love a of
The sun

I'm the piano player at Eddie's bar
And Rachel she's the who wants to be a star