Luyện nghe bài hát Ask Me

If you ask me what I'm from
You'd laugh at me
You'd me to tell you tales
Of friends I'd ran into trouble with
And all sorts of things

If you ask me songs I know
You'd raise hands in the air
not cool, they're not hip
They're not the ones you grew up
And all those sorts of

If you ask the clothes I swear
You give the time of day
They're not rude, not hip
They're not ones you would be in
If you were down to your last
If you were down to your penny

If you ask about
You'd your eyes in your head
I am one of those fundies who up
So as not to get left
And all those of things
All those sorts of

But ask me
What I of the original source
What I know about makes you sore
When out in the world alone

Ask me birds
Ask me flowers
Ask me about smiling
With someone you've met that day

My little brother didn't come to school
The teacher didn't seem to exactly what to say
But I saw him out the
Gold chiffon and pink
Oh, those rings

He was younger than I
glory hallelujah
I am free of
All those sorts of

I him about
What he of the original source
he knew about what makes me sore
When I'm out in the alone

him about birds
Asked him flowers
him about smiling easily
With someone he'd met that day

him about groove
Asked him mothers
Asked him about in the streets
And faded rain on windowpane

On truth keep you inspired
Ask me about the hours in garden
Baby, oh how I loved your