Luyện nghe bài hát Strawberry Cake

In New York city walking the street
Ran out of had nothing to eat
I at the Plaza, that fancy hotel
you can check in if you're well to do well...
The first of and a hundred and four
I stopped at the Plaza's revolving door
I stepped in the door and around for a ride
Treatin' myself to the air inside
Then I myself in a chandeliered room
Where people dining and I hid in the gloom
My hunger pains 'til I thought I would break
When a waiter out a big strawberry cake

Oh that cake
Oh that strawberry
Out in California them were grown
And into this them berries were flown
For making that cake

I thought of Oxnard, just north of LA
Where I picked strawberries for a day
Hard work no future for the harvest was done
And I eastward a-travelin' by thumb
And wanted me here in this town
I felt like a stray dog all kick around
Them berries reminded me of my bad
I'm hungry and I that strawberry cake

I deserve strawberry cake
Deserve strawberry cake
I ran and I grabbed it then out the door
Into Central Park the bushes I tore
Holdin' my strawberry

I look back me and what do I see
The chef and and the matre d
I had a helpin' of cake as I ran
I gobble them as fast as I can
They're closin' the gap as I slowed to eat
But the brought a new surge of power to my feet
I hid in the bush the lead I did take
And I quietly my strawberry cake

I ate all that strawberry
That fine strawberry cake
Someone at the plaza is without
But for the first time in days now my belly don't
I'm of strawberry cake