Luyện nghe bài hát B J Don't Cry

From the Fruvous quill comes a tale of love and illin'
Romeo found the balconey too high, ended up second billin'
She in triplicate, left his heart a blank too fill in
Lost his faith imaculate when Cupid became a
CHORUS: B.J. don't cry no
what his heart is beating for
He says he takes it much too
my regards to B.J.
In a fit of he tore down all her gifts and promises
Sick and of hearing 'bout those Harry, Dick and Thomases
Banished her for life he did, then and there, from the premises
his holy virgin queen, now on the scene, his nemesis

He thought his life, his heart began to rush
He buried the crown, found a and a brush
B.J. town...
Now on the street our soul is looking quite Gregarial
Heart or tin has shed his skin, it a hefty burial
As with logic, as with reason, as with science
Rallied 'round the flag burnt the kitchen, raised the aerial

Turn it little man
He took a trip, B.J.'s on a
Far far away, he'll be again one rainy day

So there we have a story lived in person told by
'Bout a mild-mannered mannequin, every hit the Roxy
Till there his own reflection, him his orthodoxy
Now he the Himalayas, stuffs his letters full of moxie!

He he takes it much too hard
Give my to B.J.
And now swinging in the yard, a junior bard,
the Juliard
Give my to B.J.