Luyện nghe bài hát Imagine Houston

Imagine Houston in the of July
Hotter a pistol on a saturday nite
Your baby's on the front porch a bamboo fan
As you pull up to the curb in your sedan
It don't take her long she knew you were
With a slam of the she's off and she's runnin
Now she's sittin there beside you you about the heat
You leave your troubles at the curb and take passion to the street

With a steam-heated
With a burning desire and a fire in your blood
With a steam-heated
That hurricane feelin got you reelin,
you can't even for the flood!

You put arm around her and you tell her the news
And the lines and the freeways they twist like a fuse
While the Pilgrims from the with their U-Haul trailors
Build out of canvas just like shipwrecked sailors
And the asphalt while the welders weld
And wheels are hotter than the hinges of hell
And you better watch your step if you're standing around
Because the buildings ain't constructed they erupt the ground

The parking lots are steaming with a street sweepers
Just the perfect atmosphere to steal a kiss
And you notice that the moon has been with chrome
As it begins to beside the Astrodome.