Luyện nghe bài hát The Spirit Of Jazz

The cool is dead,
Go on and
Rest your head and love a better me
And in the
We'll start again
That's how they do it up on the
So me and my
We dance all night
But I know the steps
In my baby's
To do it they do it
For the girls
I hear they them up like the blues
So I'm waiting, so I'm
And she's waiting, and waiting
For us to

Was I good to you, the of my youth
No other could love you
Like my rotten do
So I wait on the edges in between
These New York
Where you and I meet

For twenty nine
We loved line
And I take it easy
If I had your
But I'm a cannonball to a house on
And you're slow Motown soul
So man wouldn't love her
With that black hair
If I cut you up
Maybe I came to
To bandage your
the salt on my tongue
And I'm the only one not
So I'm waiting, so I'm
And she's waiting, and waiting
For us to

So was I good to you, the wife of my
No other could love you
Like my rotten do
So I will wait on the edges in
These New streets
you and I would meet

And only I can heal wounds
I can heal your wounds
When you go on
you can't go on
When you go on
When you know, on

So was I good to you, the of my youth
No other could love you
my
So was I good to you, the wife of my
No other could love you
Like my bones do
So I will wait on the in between
And I will wait on the in between
And I will on the edges in between
New York streets
On all New York streets
Where you and I meet