Luyện nghe bài hát Postcards

My has gone
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 yellow and bellhops
And it stops

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

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

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

Honey, I'm writin' from D.C., queasy
Stayin' healthy on the isn't easy
The TM recommends an
One of them could resist

I miss you like a in the door
What's more, I go to sleep with my Walkman 'cause half the crew
mean to be a bore, everybody's been great
But there's of us in a bus state to state

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

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

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

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

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

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

No earthly ships ever bring
Him