Luyện nghe bài hát The Spirit Of Jazz

The is dead, baby
Go on and
Rest your weary and love a better me
And in the
We'll start over
how they do it up on the screen
So me and my
We would all night
But I know the steps
In my baby's
To do it like 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 to you, the wife of my youth
No other soul love you
Like my bones do
So I will on the edges in between
New York streets
Where you and I meet

For twenty years
We that line
And I take it easy
If I had mind
But I'm a cannonball to a house on
And you're slow like soul
So what man love her
With that long black
If I cut you up
Maybe I came to
To bandage your
With the salt on my
And I'm the one not here
So I'm waiting, so I'm
And she's waiting, and she's
For us to

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

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

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