Luyện nghe bài hát Scenes From An Italian Restaurant

A of white, a bottle of red
Perhaps a bottle of instead
get a table near the street
In our old familiar
You and I, to face

A of red, a bottle of white
It all depends upon your
I'll you any time you want
In our Restaurant

Things are okay with me days
Got a good job, got a good
Got a new wife, got a new
And the fine
We lost long ago
You weight I did not know
You could ever look so nice
So much

Do you remember those days out
At the green
boots, leather jackets
And blue jeans
a dime in the box play the
Song New Orleans
Cold beer, hot
My sweet romantic nights

and Eddie were the
Popular
And the king and the
Of the
Riding around the car top
Down and the on
Nobody looked any
Or was of a hit at the
Parkway
We never knew we want more
Than out of life
Surely Brenda and would
know how to survive

Brenda and were still going
in the summer of '75
When they the marriage would
Be at the end of
said they were crazy
Brenda you know you're much too
Eddie never afford to live that
of life
But there we were wavin' and
goodbye

They got an with deep
carpet
And a of paintings from Sears
A big waterbed that bought
With the
They had for a couple
Of
They started to fight the
got tight
And they just didn't on
The tears.

lived for a while in a
Very style
But always the same in the end
got a divorce as a matter
Of
And they parted the
Of
Then the king and the went
Back to the
But you can go back
again

Brenda and had had it
by the summer of '75
From the to the low to
The end of the
For the of their lives
couldn't go back to
The
The best could do was
up the pieces
We always they would both
a way to get by
That's all I about
Brenda and
tell you more than I
Told you
And here we are Brenda
And Eddie

A bottle of red, a of white
Whatever kind of mood you're in
meet you anytime you want
In our Italian