Luyện nghe bài hát Too Good to Be True

In a sixty-eight Camero, a little girl and a big lane
Oh, flying like an arrow out across the Pontchartrain
To a man down in New Orleans, says he loves her eyes of
Swears never want for nothing, he sounds too good to be true

She's dreaming of the parties, he's to take her to
And all the big white houses down on St. Charles
Well, she twenty-one in May, to shake the small blues
She knows right where she's heading and it's too good to be

Take the heart, an easy victim for and old silver tongue
And always seem to pick them, innocent and young
They don't know there no shortcut on the road to happiness
They don't know the simple rule if it too good to be true
It is

As she can see those lights and she should be full of hope
Suddenly she hears her daddy and the last that he spoke
Sister, always be a good girl, please remember
I care what he's telling you if it sounds too good to be true
It is

A tender hearts an victim for an old silver tongue
And they always seem to them, innocent and young
They don't know ain't no shortcut on the road to happiness
They don't know the rule if it sounds too good to be true
It is

They know the simple rule if it sounds too good to be true
It is

In a sixty-eight Camero, a girl and big four lane
Well, flying like an arrow across the Pontchartrain