Luyện nghe bài hát Postcards

My has gone
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 band's out shoppin', not stoppin' till pop
protect shops, lots of yellow cabs and bellhops
And it never

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

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

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

Honey, I'm from D.C., feelin' queasy
Stayin' healthy on the road easy
The TM recommends an
One of them resist again

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

No earthly ships will bring
Him