Luyện nghe bài hát Incident On 57th Street

Spanish drove in from the underworld last night
With bruised arms and broken and a beat-up old Buick but dressed just like dynamite
He tried his heart to the hard girls over on Easy Street
But said, "Johnny, it falls apart so easily, and you know hearts these days are cheap"
And the pimps swung their axes and said, "Johnny, a cheater"
And the pimps their axes and said, "Johnny, you're a liar"
And out of the shadows came a young girl's voice, said, "Johnny, don't cry"
Puerto Rican Jane, oh, won't you me, what's your name?
I want to drive you down to the other side of
Where paradise ain't so crowded and there'll be goin' down on Shanty Lane tonight
All the golden-heeled fairies in a bitch-fight
Pull .38's and kiss girls goodnight

Goodnight, it's alright,
Now let them black boys in to the soul flame
We may it out on the street tonight, baby
Or we may walk until the daylight,

Well, like a cool Romeo he his moves, oh, she looked so fine
Like a Juliet, she knew she'd never be true but then, she really didn't mind
Upstairs a band was and the singer was singin' something about going home
She whispered, "Spanish Johnny, you can leave me tonight, but don't leave me alone"
And Johnny cried, "Puerto Jane, word is down, the cops have found the vein"
Them barefoot boys their homes for the woods
Them little barefoot street boys, they said their homes ain't no
They left the corners, threw away switchblade knives and kissed each other goodbye

Johnny was sittin' on the fire escape, the kids playin' down the street
He called down, "Hey little heroes, summer's long, but I guess it ain't very sweet around anymore"
Janey sleeps in damp with sweat
sits up alone and watches her dream on, dream on
And the prays for lost souls, then breaks down in the chapel after everyone's gone

Jane moves over to share her pillow but opens her to see Johnny up and putting his clothes on
She says, "Those romantic young boys, all they want to do is fight
Those romantic young boys, they're callin' the window
Hey, Spanish Johnny, you want to a little easy money tonight?"

And Johnny whispered, "Goodnight, it's all tight,
I'll meet you night on Lover's Lane
We may find it out on the street tonight, now,
Or we may until the daylight, maybe"
Goodnight, alright, Jane
I'm gonna you tomorrow night on Lover's Lane
We can it out on the street tonight, now, baby
Or we may walk until the daylight,