Luyện nghe bài hát Christian Dior

Christian Dior, you wasted life
On aroma and clothes, and dyes
Dior, you wasted your life
On and style, and making the poor, rich smile

You could have run wild on the backstreet's of
Or Marseilles, and legless and stoned
women or kissing mad street boys from Napoli
Who couldn't even their own name

Christian Dior, you wasted life
Sensually stroking the of a sleeve

You could run wild on the backstreet's of Lyon
Or Marseilles, and legless and stoned
Impregnating women or mad street boys from Napoli
Who couldn't even their own name

Oh, Dior
Oh, Dior

When you look at me, failure is all you see
I discipline my days just like Dior

I run loudly and proudly or forcible entry
And morally and never non-violent
And drawn to what me, and scared of what bores me
Years will never be returned, Christian Dior

maverick, ah
if you can, ah
The way to be a man, ah
To be a man, ah

Christian
Dior
Christian
Dior