Luyện nghe bài hát Two Little Girls

You were off the boat from Virginia
I had a year in New City under my belt
We met in a dream, we both nineteen
I remember we were standing, I remember how it felt

Two little girls growing out of their bras
This little breaks furniture, this little girl breaks laws
Two girls together, just a little alone
This girl cried wee wee wee all the way home, home

And we always half crazy, now look at you, baby
You make about as much sense as a rhyme
And love is a piano, dropped from the four storied
And you in the wrong place at the wrong time

And I don't like your girlfriend, you know I her
Never seen one of your do you so much harm
And I loved you and you know I would prefer
If she didn't her syringes into your arm, arm

Here a little naked me, padding up to the bathroom door
To find little naked you slumped on the floor
So I guess, I'll just stand here my back against the wall
While you your whole life down to a 911 call

So now you me your bruises
So I can and 'aah' at the display
Maybe, I'm to make one of my
Famous jokes that makes everything

Or maybe, I'm to be the handsome prince
Who rides up and your hands
Or maybe, I'm to be the furrowed-brow friend
Who she understands

Here comes a naked me, padding up to the bathroom door
To find little naked you slumped on the bathroom
So I guess, just stand here with my back against the wall
While you distill whole life down to a 911 call, call, call, call