Luyện nghe bài hát Episode Of Blonde

One, two, three,

I spy for the spirit of
All the scandals of each vain
I and I pry and I insinuate
If the is great then it tends to fascinate

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

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

Did her green eyes seduce you and you get so weak?
Was there fire engine red she left upon your cheek?
such a shame you had to break the heart you could have counted on
But the last 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 and fastened in a follow spot
Arms thrown out to everyone, she's giving all got

To the gasp of a wounded bandeon
A tiny man imploring to the ceiling fan this feeling
Amplified up a busted speaker
Blaring, blasting, advertising, distorted reason

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

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

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

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

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

Did her green eyes seduce you and you get so weak?
Was there engine red that she left upon your cheek?
It's a shame, it's such 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, it's episode of blonde
Oh it's another episode of

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

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