Luyện nghe bài hát Bow Down

Mother, Father, I think I would rather
Stay at home with you for year
That so tall and it makes me feel so small
That I might get lost and simply

Evil smiles change my mind
I'm and I'm not the worrying kind
Why's man rubbing his hands
Looking at me, writing his plans ?

Today I have been molding
And I made a little man who looked just me
His were so weak
And he couldn't move his mouth to
And I could bent him into any shape I him to be

Evil smiles won't change my
I'm worried and I'm not a the worrying
Why's that man rubbing his
Looking at me, down his plans ?

Those with the blazers on
went in with names on their elbows
Came home with on
Spit it out way the story goes
A flying start for the briefcase

Oh, you didn't to teach me like you did
But you did
Oh, you didn't have to beat me you did
But you did, but you did, but you did
But you did, but you did

You did
You did
You did
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