Luyện nghe bài hát Strawberry Cake

In New York city just the street
Ran out of had nothing to eat
I stopped at the Plaza, that fancy
Where you can in if you're well to do well...
The first of July and a hundred and
I stopped at the Plaza's revolving door
I stepped in the door and around for a ride
Treatin' to the cool air inside
Then I myself in a chandeliered room
Where people were and I hid in the gloom
My pains hurt 'til I thought I would break
When a brought out a big strawberry cake

Oh that strawberry
Oh strawberry cake
Out in California them were grown
And into this city them berries were
For making that cake

Then I of Oxnard, just north of LA
Where I picked for many a day
work with no future for the harvest was done
And I headed eastward a-travelin' by
And nobody me here in this town
I felt a stray dog they all kick around
Them berries me of my bad breaks
I'm hungry and I that strawberry cake

I deserve that cake
Deserve that strawberry
I ran and I grabbed it then out the side
Into Park through the bushes I tore
Holdin' my cake

I look behind me and what do I see
The chef and and the matre d
I had a nice of cake as I ran
I gobble them as fast as I can
They're closin' the gap as I slowed to eat
But the cake a new surge of power to my feet
I hid in the bush the lead I did take
And I quietly my strawberry cake

I ate all that cake
That fine fancy cake
Someone at the plaza is without
But for the first time in days now my belly don't
I'm full of cake