Luyện nghe bài hát Chelsea Monday

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hello John, did you see the standard about hours ago?
Fished a young out of the old father
hair, blue eyes
She she wanted to be an actress or something
Nobody knows she came from, where she was going
Funny thing was she had a on her face
She was
a waste

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