Luyện nghe bài hát Postcards

My has gone
His boots no longer by my
He left at and as I slept, I felt him go
[Loop of Erik Satie, as in Pet Shop Boys' Jack The

New York, New York, temperature's
The band's out shoppin', not stoppin' 'til pop
Cops shops, lots of yellow cabs and bellhops
And it stops

I'm waitin' to do an interview, so to tell you
Today I feel enough to smell you
Additional dates they were just fell through
Florida's out, we fly 22 to Heathrow
So there's not long to go
will be a brilliant show
Lettin' you I miss you
More than four the floor at a party
Send my love to
Please, my love to everybody (everybody everybody everybody...)
Send my love to everybody (everybody everybody...

Honey, I'm writin' from D.C., queasy
Stayin' healthy on the isn't easy
The TM Sanatogen
Not one of them could resist takin' the
I miss you like a in the door what's more
I go to sleep with my Walkman 'cos the crew snore
mean to be a bore, everybody's been great
But there's fifteen of us in a bus
So I stay up with a tape or meditate
My bed is at fifty-five mph
we make it to L.A., I'll still be miles away
It's not my best day I'm gonna get rest
God

My love has
(wo wo)
My love has (has has has ...)
(wo wo)

We just stopped a diner so I'm takin'
To write a few lines. I'm fine, sun
Bus reclinin' on the grass as the trucks pass
with a flash of sunlight from the glass
On the windscreen. As for us there's too to relate
We've done five but we're only in our third state
America's big! You'd love how they up your plate
Only place in the world even I could weight
Our date is Wilmington, Delaware, Open air
a rumor Melle Mel'll be there
Anyway, all the best, God I'm yawning
I really miss you get dressed in the morning

My has gone
(wo wo)
My love has
(wo wo)
My has gone
No earthly ships will
Bring him