Luyện nghe bài hát Ask Me

If you ask me streets I'm from
probably laugh at me
You'd expect me to you tales
Of friends I'd made ran into trouble
And all those 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 up with
And all sorts of things

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

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

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

Ask me about
Ask me about
Ask me about smiling
With you've only 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 and pink flamingo
Oh, those rings

He was younger I remember
Singing hallelujah
I am free of
All those sorts of

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

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

Asked him about
Asked him about
Asked him about sunshine in the
And faded on your windowpane

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