Luyện nghe bài hát Episode Of Blonde

One, two, three,

I spy for the of curiosity
All the scandals of each monstrosity
I and I pry and I insinuate
If the failure is great then it tends to

A tornado dropped a funnel with twenty tons of rain
Though she had the attention span of cellophane
Her lovers fell skittles in a 10 pin bowling lane
But nothing could compare with that of fame

So you jumped back alarm
Elvis has his army, every rattlesnake its charm
Can you still hear me? Am I coming just fine?
Your memory was buried in a simple box of

Did her green eyes seduce you and you get so weak?
Was there fire engine red that she left upon your
It's such a you had to break the heart you could have counted on
But the thing you need is another episode of blonde

Revolving a jeweler's figure on a music box
Spangled curtain parted and a night-club scene
Pinned and fixed and fastened in a spot
Arms thrown out to everyone, she's all she's got

To the last gasp of a wounded
A tiny man imploring to the ceiling fan this feeling
up through a busted speaker
Blaring, blasting, advertising, beyond reason

Into the street where crime-coats shadow panic drunkards
Half out of the taxi cab the seized my elbow
He thought I was another lonely, likely pilgrim looking for St.

Did her green seduce you and make you get so weak?
Was there fire engine red that she left your cheek?
It's such a you had to break the heart you could have counted on
But the last you need is another episode of blonde

I tried to a straight face but you know it never pays
He would stare those eyes and then vacation in her gaze
She was a cute ruin that he pulled out of the rubble
Now they are both living in a soft soap

The film producer's contemplating, suicide
The picture crumpled in his fist, his runaway bride
The timepiece across his wrist
She couldn't care less aside

The scent that so him that he swore, insecticide
And there's a farewell to mother
will conclude, 'Your loving Son
Oh, your other children not to do as I have done'

Did her eyes seduce you and make you get so weak?
Was there fire engine red that she left upon cheek?
It's such a shame, it's a shame, shame, shame, shame
you had to break the heart you could have counted on
But the thing you need, this last thing you want
Is another episode of blonde, another episode of blonde
Oh it's episode of blonde

So an artist drags a toothbrush across the first thing that he
And names the painting "Christ's Last into Purgatory"
Receiving secret from an alien intelligence
And paying off his stalker a legitimate expense

So paste up pictures of those and hollow girls with puckered lips
She's a trophy on arm a magnet for your money clip
The moral of this story is the sorry to say
They're pieced with links of chains so they can run away