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 of blue
Swears she'll never want for nothing, he sounds too 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 down blues
She knows right where she's heading and too good to be true

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

As she can see those city lights and she be full of hope
Suddenly she hears her daddy and the last words that he
Sister, always be a good girl, please this
I don't care he's telling you if it sounds too good to be true
It is

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

They don't 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, she's flying an arrow across the Pontchartrain