Luyện nghe bài hát The Wish

Dirty old street, all up in the rain and snow.
boy and his ma,
Standin' a run-down music store window.
On top of the christmas tree one beautiful star,
And underneath, a brand new japanese guitar.

I in the mornin' ma, hearin' your alarm clock ring.
I'd lie and listen to you gettin' ready for work,
The sound of your case on the sink.
And the ladies at the office, all silk stockin's and skirts.
And how proud and happy you always looked, walkin' from work.

Well if pa's were windows, into a world so deadly and true,
You stop me from lookin', but you kept me from crawlin' through.
Well it's a funny old ma,
Where a little boy's come true.
Well I got a few in my pocket, and a one just for you.

It ain't no phone call on sunday, flowers, or a day card.
It ain't no house on the hill, with a garden and a nice yard.
I got my hot rod down on street,
I'm older but you'll me at a glance.
We'll us a rock 'n roll bar, baby we'll go out and dance.

Well it was me in my beatle boots, you in curlers and matador pants,
up in the livin' room, to do the twist for my uncles and aunts.
Well I got a of my own now ma,
Yeah, we're ok.
And I've workin' up the nerve, to say what it is I got to say.

Last night we sat around laughin', at all those things that guitar
Us,
And I laid thinkin' about the other things it's brought.
Well I'm takin's requests here in the kitchen,
This for you, let me come right out and say,
That if you're for a sad song, well, I'm not gonna play