Luyện nghe bài hát Cool Guitar Boy

He looks so cool in his jeans that are real tight bleached ripped
And he's sort of in his coat: plastic mac with gold glitter on
He's really gear in his shirt, coloured splash design
He looks just great in his boots: pointy

I love him lots and I wish he'd see me: the Cool Boy
He looks som brilliant when he plays his twelve-string and
Oh joy!

And I he's see me
And I him to love me
Cos I know there's heaven, in his arms

He so neat with his hair which is tousled up long mess and
He acts all coy, and hides. Could he like me? I have to guess
He looks so in this shades, hide his eyes, might be looking my way
Never speaks, which I like, doesn't much to say

I love him lots and I wish see me: the Cool Guitar Boy
He looks som brilliant when he plays his and smiles
Oh joy!

And I wish see me
And I want him to me
Cos I know there's heaven, heaven in his

I love him lots and I wish he'd see me: the Cool Boy
He looks som brilliant he plays his twelve-string and smiles
Oh joy!

And I he's see me
And I want him to me
Cos I know there's heaven, heaven in his