Luyện nghe bài hát My Friend

Hey, out for my glass up there, man!
That's my drink, man, my drink, alright...
it a double, or eh...
Somebody has to
Some will sing?
Somebody will sing,
(I know!)

Y'all pass me bottle,
And I'll sing you all a song
Yeah!
Let me get my key, ahum!

Well, I'm through Harlem
my stomach squeal a little more
A full of feathers and footprints,
pulls up to box door
Now a lady a pearl handled necktie
to the driver's fence
in my face,
bourbon and coke words
& "Haven't I seen you in hell,
or was it an accident?"
(You know how I then, and so:)

Before I could ask "was it the East or side?"
my feet they in pain
The wheels of a bandwagon cut deep,
but not as in my mind as the rain
And as they pulled away I see her words
Stagger and on my muddy tent
Well I picked them up, brushed off,
to see what say,
and you believe:
`Come around to my room, the tooth in the middle,
and bring along the bottle and a

And eh it's not so easy, baby
Especially when your friend,
talks, sees, looks and feels you,
and you do just the as him
(Gets very up this road, baby)
(Yeah, hmmm, yeah)
(Got to say!)

I'm riding through LA (huh),
on a bicycle for fools
And I seen one of my old
And he say, "you don't the way you usually do"
I say, "well, some look like a coin-box"
He say, "look like you ain't got no to spare"
And I back and I thought to myself, and I said this:
I picked up my pride from underneath the pay phone,
and combed this breath out of my hair
And sometimes not so easy
Especially your only friend
talk, sees, and feels like you,
and you do the same as him

just got out of a jail,
and I'm on my way straight to you
But I feel so I take a quick look in the mirror,
to make sure my friend's with me too
And you know good I don't drink coffee,
so you fill my cup full of
And the frozen tea leaves on the
lipstick around the broken edge
And my that you let your dog lay by the fire on
And your cat he attacked me his pill-box ledge
And I you were my friend too
Man, my comes in line before you
I'm finding out that eh not so easy
when your only friend
Talks, looks, and feels like you,
and you do the same like him

(Lord it's so here, hmmm, yeah)
Yeah!
(Pass me that bottle there...)
Yeah, yeah, okay...