Luyện nghe bài hát Santa Ana Woman

The next thing I knew, there was a in my head like
my were cracking. The Santa Ana winds had come
back, and the whole of L.A. was acting like it had
PMS. I heard high heels on the floor of the outer
office. She came in wearing a of clam diggers that
had obviously never to a beach, and a halter top that
had been in a dryer for three on high. My contact
lenses popped out and went looking for water. She
give me three hundred clams if I helped her find
her uncle...
"Sure, baby."
So I to her apartment at eight
to get a payment of clams
I on her door
was no answer
I again, hard this time
The door swung ajar..it wasn't a sight
It looked like a
The plants all brown and shriveled and the leaves
were off her banana fern
The Pup and I'd had for lunch
was doing lesson from Arthur Murray
I ran to the bathroom, but she was there...
Out

In the
In the tub
Surrounded by countless empty and jars
of care lotion
She was so slippery I pick her up
I had to her around to bring her to
Her eyelids fluttered, she at me
And I saw
In the eyes of my Ana Woman
In the eyes of my Ana Woman
In the of my Santa Ana Woman
We spent the next days
raising the humidity in her
And then she got a call from the
It was her
She didn't even to pack the chapstick
The next thing I knew she was and the smog was back
And I help but wonder:
What her think I was a detective?
In the of my Santa Ana Woman
In the of my Santa Ana Woman
In the eyes of my Santa Ana