Luyện nghe bài hát Guggenheim Love

Nothing you have to say could possibly my mind
I'm calling your bluff I'm drawing the
But if you ask me nice you know probably stay
And to you tell me why I should sit here
you say
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
blah blah
for half an
heard this all before so I won't listen anymore
I'm getting tired of all these
You care much for me
than you care about gallery
At you don't forget their names
it all Marc Chagall
We must on protocol
I don't what I was thinking of
Oh man Paul
I try by I can't
made me fall in Guggenheim love
You can't go to the Guggenheim without me by side
You're at art I'm along for the ride
You point at wall and whisper in my ear
"God, guy is so overrated," but all I ever hear is
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
blah
for an hour
Stop talking about
or I swear gonna need a physician
You and I are gonna last
I want to smash your
time you mention negative space
Talk about
Hey hey Claude
I don't know quite what to say
Heaven knows what I was of
grief Georgia O'Keefe
I come to you belief
What made me in Guggenheim love
You a cab and left and I took the subway home
I got some peace and now I'm finally alone
But like some strange disease
that away my choice
I gotta you on the telephone
so I can your voice while you say
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
for an hour
Damn it all Marc we must rely on protocol
Oh man Paul Gaugin I try but I understand
Hey hey Claude I just don't know what to say
Good grief Georgia O'Keefe I come to you beyond
Oh no Vincent Van where did all those Q-Tips go?
Good golly Salvador
went the bell and clang went the trolley