Luyện nghe bài hát Riding On The Back

Molly came home work and found her cat dead
She realized she wanted a dog instead
She dashed down to the kennel and bought a puppy
And on that walkies she ran across a yuppie
His name was Steven, he was very clean and patient
the type of guy to help her build the kinda life
That she's craving
And to this day, coincidence is all the rage!
I'm on the back of a giant bird
than you, bigger than me
On the side of your memory
The scent that sings your pot
The in your bakery
Johnny and Rita had a thing going on
Johnny shows Rita to his best friend Bobbie
Who freaks over Rita, she finds herself
With Bobbie's commitment to old values
So run off together, it's a match made in heaven
She is a painter and he is a seller
the kind of love to make a lonely man
And lonely better
And still to day coincidence is all the rage!
I'm riding on the back of a giant
Bigger than you, than me
It's the in your artillery
The painting in your
The in your delivery
I don't want to break heart in two
There's one thing I'd like you to try
Don't let take your wings away
You can live tomorrow from
Frankie got out of school and himself dead
Instead of a diploma they gave him some bread
And was in Chicago in a middle class home
Destined for marriage and a lock on his
And Johnny was Italian and it was to be
All kinds of stupid till he moved to New City
the type of town to help create
The of music that's free
I'm riding on the back of a bird
than you, bigger than me
Bigger than all