Luyện nghe bài hát Rebeccca

It Never Rains in California

Get you, brushing hair with the wind
Riding your bike up on Mulholland
Oh, I got a rush from you in your faded blue jeans
How many years is it you've alive?
Oh, I'll a guess, Rebecca, could it be eighteen, nineteen or so?
Ooh, Rebecca, will I ever

No way, where would I fit in your
would you do with a man without change
Too strange and too poor to be trusted, rusted a couple of
a bit by the years on the road
And the women I've known? Rebecca, have liked the name I gave to you
Ooh, Rebecca, if you knew

Go
To father's friends
Straight
To your mother's
ones
to those
Well-to-do and so
And one day you wake up to a shock, girl

What has it come to this sensible
The wife of a fool? Rebecca, reading magazines in a chic
Ooh, Rebecca. Where's gone?