Luyện nghe bài hát Postcards

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

Hmm, hmm
New York, New York, droppin'
The out shoppin', not stoppin' till ears pop
Cops protect shops, of yellow cabs and bellhops
And it stops

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

We fly 22 to Heathrow
But there's not really to go
Tonight be a brilliant show
you know I miss you

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

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

I you like a lock in the door
What's more, I go to sleep with my Walkman 'cause the crew snored
Don't mean to be a bore, everybody's been
But fifteen of us in a bus state to state

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

My love has
Wo, wo
My has gone
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 glass on the

As for us, there's too much to
We've done five gigs yet we're in our third state
big, you'd love how they pile up your plate
Only place in the world even I can weight

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

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

No earthly ships ever bring
Him