Luyện nghe bài hát San Francisco

She the door behind me, waits for me to get undressed
She ask if I need water, I can barely her
I she asked me what I do and I said that I'm a singer
She and claps her hands
And then she
And she

"I like to go to San
I to go
Put in my hair
I like to go to San
I to meet
Some there"

She looks just like a sparrow, but she's just like a wrestler
She kneads and pulls and on top
It hurts, but I try to take it
Ask her if she's ever
to San Francisco
She me that she can't leave
They let her leave
She

"I to go to San Francisco
I to go
Put in my hair
I like to go to San
I like to
people there"

And in Gate Park
She'll throw a
bring a dog
And she'll a boy
And they'll fall in
And feel so free
Still walk on his

Wonder 'bout the I'm in and how they treat the girls
I know that legitimate
But still it makes me
She gets up to
And I put on my clothes
I tip her well, she to me
I hope one day she gets to go

"...To San
I to go
Put in my hair
I like to go to San
I like to
Some people there" (Some there)

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