Luyện nghe bài hát Riding On The Back

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