Luyện nghe bài hát Cliche

One more game, one more
One more song and dance
He'd be up front and his peace
And ask for her time to put their together
And try to make the knot

And it strikes
That it's to make his move
Or it's to turn and walk away
So he plays that old

tears, bleeding heart
Well our prima donna her art
Defenses of defenses of faultless
Still only asking him
To help her the knot unwind

And if the next words
Leaving her lips decide
If he'd go or if stay
She would play that old

Who up the rules for the world?
Haven't we been down this road
anything peculiar here?
Certainly must be something more

Where are the words, where are the
Where are the
Where are the words, where are the
are the words?

And it's almost not worth singing
It so everyday anyway
Still we play that old

And sit I, one man show
I vivisect and then pretend to
All it gets me is an ache in my mind
Can't help me
To try to the knot unwind

And I say I say when I know
There's really nothing to say
I play that old cliche
Throw that old cliche