Luyện nghe bài hát Too Good to Be True

In a sixty-eight Camero, a little girl and a big lane
Oh, she's flying like an out across the Pontchartrain
To a man down in New Orleans, says he loves her eyes of
Swears she'll want for nothing, he sounds too good to be true

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

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

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

They don't know the simple rule if it sounds too to be true
It is

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