Luyện nghe bài hát Episode Of Blonde

One, two, three,

I spy for the of curiosity
All the scandals of vain monstrosity
I gossip and I pry and I
If the failure is great then it to fascinate

A tornado dropped a funnel cloud with twenty tons of
she had the attention span of warm cellophane
Her lovers fell like in a 10 pin bowling lane
But nothing could compare with that explosion of

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

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

Revolving a jeweler's figure on a music box
Spangled curtain parted and a scene unlocks
Pinned and fixed and in a follow spot
Arms thrown out to everyone, she's giving all got

To the last gasp of a bandeon
A man imploring to the ceiling fan this stolen feeling
Amplified up through a busted
Blaring, blasting, advertising, beyond reason

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

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

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

The film producer's contemplating, suicide
The crumpled in his fist, his runaway child bride
The timepiece stretched across his
She couldn't care cast aside

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

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

So an drags a toothbrush across the first thing that he sees
And names the painting "Christ's Exit into Purgatory"
Receiving messages from an alien intelligence
And paying off his stalker it's a legitimate

So paste up pictures of those shrill and hollow girls puckered lips
She's a trophy on arm a magnet for your money clip
The moral of this story is the sorry to say
pieced with links of chains so they can never run away