Luyện nghe bài hát Chelsea Monday

Catalogue princess, seductress
Hiding in her world in glitter town
the prince in his white Capri
Dynamic young courts the bedsit queen

She's playing the actress in this scene
She's her lines from glossy magazines
all her pearls from her childhood dreams
Auditioning for the leading on the silver screen

Patience my tinsel angel, my perfumed child
One day they really love you, you'll charm them with smile
But for now it's just another Monday
Monday

In the of dreamers
Drifting with her incense in the of London
Playing games with faces in the neon
Perform to scattered shadows on the shattered aisles
Would she dare recite at the risk of stark applause
To Chelsea

She'll pray for endless as she enters saffron sunsets
Conjure phantom lovers from the shreds of dawn
and yet forgotten the St.Tropez mirage
Fragrant aphrodisiac, the withered
Of Monday
Sweet Chelsea

Patience my tinsel angel, patience my perfumed
One day they really love you, charm them with that smile
But for now it's just another Monday
Chelsea Monday

Hello John, did you see the standard about four hours
Fished a young out of the old father
Blond hair, eyes
She said she wanted to be an or something
Nobody knows where she came from, where she was
Funny was she had a smile on her face
She was
What a

Catalogue princess, apprentice
in her cellophane world in glitter town
Of Chelsea
Chelsea
She was only
She was only
Chelsea
She was dreaming
She was dreaming
Monday
She was only
She was only
She was only
She was only