Luyện nghe bài hát Santa Ana Woman

The next thing I knew, there was a in my head like
my sinuses were cracking. The Ana winds had come
back, and the whole of L.A. was acting like it had
PMS. I high heels on the linoleum floor of the outer
office. She came in wearing a pair of clam diggers
had obviously never been to a beach, and a halter top
had been in a for three weeks on high. My contact
lenses popped out and looking for water. She said
she'd me three hundred clams if I helped her find
her uncle...
"Sure, baby."
So I went to her at eight
to get a down of clams
I knocked on her
There was no
I again, hard this time
The door ajar..it wasn't a pretty sight
It looked a moonscape
The plants were all and shriveled and the leaves
falling off her banana fern
The Pup and Taco I'd had for
was doing three from Arthur Murray
I ran to the bathroom, but she was there...
Out

In the
In the tub
Surrounded by countless empty bottles and
of skin care
She was so I couldn't pick her up
I had to her around to bring her to
Her eyelids fluttered, she at me
And I saw
In the eyes of my Ana Woman
In the eyes of my Santa Ana
In the eyes of my Santa Ana
We the next three days
raising the in her apartment
And then she got a from the Amazon
It was her
She didn't even bother to pack the
The next thing I she was gone and the smog was back
And I help but wonder:
What made her I was a detective?
In the of my Santa Ana Woman
In the eyes of my Ana Woman
In the eyes of my Ana Woman