Luyện nghe bài hát Standing Outside A Broken Phone Booth With Money In Hand

Jan down and wrestles in her sleep.
Moonlight spills on comic
And in magazines.
An old friend calls and us where to meet.
Her plane off from Baltimore
And down on Bourbon street.

We sit outside and argue all night
About a god never seen,
But never fails to side me.
Sunday comes and all the say:
Ma joined the mob
And happy her full time job.

Am I alive or thoughts that away?
summer come for everyone?
Can humans do what say?
If I die before I to speak,
Can money pay for all the days I lived
But asleep?

I've downhearted, baby,
since the day we met.

A life is time, teach you growing up.
ticking killed us all
A million before the fall.
You ride the waves and don't ask they go.
You swim like lions the crest
And bathe in zebra flesh.

been downhearted, baby,
Ever the day we met.