Luyện nghe bài hát Chelsea Monday

Catalogue princess, apprentice
Hiding in her cellophane in glitter town
the prince in his white Capri
Dynamic young Tarzan courts the queen

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

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

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

pray for endless Sundays as she enters saffron sunsets
Conjure phantom from the tattered shreds of dawn
Fulfilled and yet the St.Tropez mirage
Fragrant aphrodisiac, the withered
Of Monday
Sweet Monday

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

Hello John, did you see the about four hours ago?
a young chick out of the old father
Blond hair, eyes
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
What a

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