Luyện nghe bài hát Postcards

My love has
His no longer by my door
He left at dawn and as I slept I him go

Hmm, hmm
New York, New York, droppin'
The band's out shoppin', not till ears pop
Cops protect shops, lots of cabs and bellhops
And it stops

I'm waitin' to do an interview, so to tell you
Today I feel close to smell you
Additional dates they were plannin' just through
out

We fly September 22 to
But there's not really to go
Tonight be a brilliant show
Lettin' you I miss you

than four hits the floor at a party
Send my to everybody
Please, send my love to
my love to everybody

Honey, I'm writin' from D.C., feelin'
Stayin' healthy on the road easy
The TM recommends an
One of them could again

I miss you like a in the door
What's more, I go to with my Walkman 'cause half the crew snored
Don't mean to be a bore, everybody's been
But there's fifteen of us in a bus state to

So I stay up late with a tape or
My bed is at fifty-five M.P.H.
When we make it to L.A., I'll still be away
not my best day, I'm a get some rest, God bless

My love has
Wo, wo
My has gone
Wo, wo

We just stopped at a so I'm takin' time to write a few lines
I'm fine, sunshine, the bus
by the grass as the trucks pass
Gleamin' with the flash of sunlight from the glass on the

As for us, there's too much to
We've five gigs yet we're only in our third state
America's big, you'd love how pile up your plate
place in the world even I can gain weight

Our next is Wilmington, Delaware
Open air, there's a rumor Melle be there
Anyway, all my love, God bless, I'm
I really miss watching you get dressed in the

My love has
Wo, wo
My love has
Wo, wo
My has gone

No earthly ships will bring
Him