Luyện nghe bài hát Chelsea Monday

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

playing the actress in this bedroom scene
She's learning her lines glossy magazines
Stringing all her pearls from her childhood
Auditioning for the role on the silver screen

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

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

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

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

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

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