Luyện nghe bài hát Bill

But along Bill, who's not the type at all
You meet him on the street and never him
His form and face, his grace
Are not the kind you would find in a statue

But I can't explain, it surely not his
makes me thrill
I him because he's wonderful
Because he's just my

But came Bill, who's not the type at all
He'd me in the street and never notice it
His form and face, his grace
Are not the kind that you would in a statue

But I explain, it really not his brain
makes me thrill
I love him because he's, I don't
Because he's just my