Luyện nghe bài hát The Apple Stretching

The sun comes swaggering the harbor
And kisses the lady waiting in the
And she already plenty shaky there
Blushing, clutching the of liberty

Luigi who don't speak English so good
Is having an
Backing his truck into the fence
The tin cans go down the lane

A bum thinks it's thunder
And pulls the news over his head to the rain

No, it Judgment Day
No, it ain't

just the apple stretching and yawning
Just
New York putting its on the floor
It's just the apple stretching and
Just
New York putting its feet on the

Suburban refugees fleeing the cisterns
Worm ridden fruit stream out Grand Central
to be breathing bagels and pollution

In Time Square new graffiti, old
A bag lady is the waiter for giving her a free coffee
Lucky he's a Jesus freak

At the Acme discount store in Queens
The burglar starts to scream
A cop whips out his gun, one and yells, "Freeze!"

No, it ain't War IV
No, it ain't War IV

just the apple stretching and yawning
Just
New York putting its on the floor
It's just the apple stretching and
morning
New York putting its feet on the

the Hudson a hooker makes a U
To help a blind man to his pew in the
long ago home training jars the memory

The bag says, "Thank you" and curtsies
The herd of tourists limp homeward
Having bitten off more than could chew
them old big city blues

Miss Liberty depicts her qualms and
subway starts rattling
And Luigi's cans go clattering the hill

No, it ain't some kind of ill
No, it the world coming to an end

Just the apple stretching and
Just
New York putting its feet on the
It's the apple stretching and yawning
Just
New York putting its feet on the

New York
Sunny New