Luyện nghe bài hát Scenes From An Italian Restaurant

A of white, a bottle of red
Perhaps a of rose instead
We'll get a table the street
In our old place
You and I, to face

A bottle of red, a bottle of
It all depends upon appetite
meet you any time you want
In our Italian

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

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

Brenda and Eddie the
Popular
And the king and the
Of the
Riding around the car top
and the radio on
Nobody any finer
Or was of a hit at the
Diner
We never knew we could want
that out of life
Surely and Eddie would
know how to survive

Brenda and Eddy still going
in the summer of '75
When decided the marriage would
Be at the end of
Everyone said they crazy
Brenda you you're much too lazy
could never afford to live that
Kind of
But there we were wavin' and
Eddie

They got an apartment deep
Pile
And a couple of paintings Sears
A big waterbed that bought
the bread
They had for a couple
Of
They started to when the
Money got
And just didn't count on
The tears.

They for a while in a
nice style
But it's the same in the end
They got a divorce as a
Of
And they parted the
Of
Then the king and the queen
to the green
But you can go back
There

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

A of red, a bottle of white
Whatever of mood you're in tonight
I'll meet you anytime you
In our Restaurant