Luyện nghe bài hát Guggenheim Love

Nothing you have to say could possibly my mind
I'm calling your I'm drawing the line
But if you ask me you know I'll probably stay
And listen to you tell me why I 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 less for me
you care about this gallery
At you don't forget their names
it all Marc Chagall
We rely on protocol
I know what I was thinking of
Oh man Gaugin
I try by I understand
What made me in Guggenheim love
You can't go to the Guggenheim without me by your
looking at art I'm along for the ride
You at every wall and whisper in my ear
"God, that guy is so overrated," but all I hear is
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
blah
for half an
talking about composition
or I swear you're gonna a physician
You and I are never gonna
I to smash your face
time you mention negative space
Talk about
Hey hey Monet
I just don't know what to say
Heaven knows I was thinking of
Good Georgia O'Keefe
I come to you beyond
What made me fall in love
You hailed a cab and left and I took the subway
I got peace and quiet now I'm finally alone
But it's like strange disease
takes away my choice
I call you on the telephone
so I can hear your while you say
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
for half an
Damn it all Marc Chagall we must on protocol
Oh man Gaugin I try but I can't understand
Hey hey Monet I just don't know what to say
Good Georgia O'Keefe I come to you beyond belief
Oh no Vincent Van Gogh did all those Q-Tips go?
golly Salvador Dali
ding went the bell and clang the trolley