Luyện nghe bài hát Chelsea Monday

Catalogue princess, apprentice
in her cellophane world in glitter town
Awaiting the prince in his Capri
Dynamic young courts the bedsit queen

She's playing the actress in this bedroom
She's learning her from glossy magazines
Stringing all her pearls from her dreams
Auditioning for the leading role on the silver

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

In the city of
with her incense in the labyrinth of London
Playing games with faces in the wonderland
Perform to shadows on the shattered cobbled aisles
Would she recite soliloquies at the risk of stark applause
To Monday

She'll pray for endless Sundays as she enters sunsets
Conjure phantom from the tattered shreds of dawn
Fulfilled and yet the St.Tropez mirage
aphrodisiac, the withered tuberose
Of Monday
Chelsea Monday

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

Hello John, did you see the standard about four hours
Fished a young chick out of the old
Blond hair, blue
She said she to be an actress or something
Nobody where she came from, where she was going
thing was she had a smile on her face
She was
a waste

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