Luyện nghe bài hát Postcards

My love has
His boots no by my door
He left at and as I slept I felt him go

Hmm, hmm
New York, New York, temperature's
The band's out shoppin', not stoppin' till pop
Cops protect shops, lots of yellow and bellhops
And it never

I'm waitin' to do an interview, so much to you
Today I close enough to smell you
Additional dates they were plannin' just fell
out

We fly 22 to Heathrow
But not really long to go
Tonight will be a brilliant
Lettin' you I miss you

than four hits the floor at a party
Send my love to
Please, send my to everybody
my love to everybody

Honey, I'm writin' from D.C., feelin'
Stayin' healthy on the road isn't
The TM recommends an
One of them could resist

I you like a lock in the door
What's more, I go to with my Walkman 'cause half the crew snored
mean to be a bore, everybody's been great
But fifteen of us in a bus state to state

So I stay up late with a tape or
My bed is at fifty-five M.P.H.
When we make it to L.A., I'll be miles away
not my best day, I'm a get some rest, God bless

My has gone
Wo, wo
My love has
Wo, wo

We just stopped at a diner so I'm takin' time to a few lines
I'm fine, sunshine, the bus
Reclinin' by the grass as the trucks
Gleamin' with the flash of sunlight from the on the windscreen

As for us, too much to relate
We've done five gigs yet only in our third state
America's big, you'd how they pile up your plate
Only in the world even I can gain weight

Our next is Wilmington, Delaware
Open air, there's a Melle Mel'll be there
Anyway, all my love, God bless, I'm
I really miss you get dressed in the morning

My love has
Wo, wo
My has gone
Wo, wo
My has gone

No earthly ships will bring
Him