Luyện nghe bài hát Harry Frazee and No, No, Nannette

I followed every step
Listed in didactic
I sat up straight, I to God

I my shutters in matching paint
I pressed my nose to the
I did I was told
I rubbed elbows the elite
But I still feel so

His parents divorced
Mother's parturient
Who, in keeping martyrdom
upon boy's delivery
His father had always him

For her early
He was born
He lived
He'll rot
And die

I followed every single
Listed in didactic
I sat up straight, I to God

I my shutters in matching paint
I my nose to the grindstone
I did I was told
I rubbed elbows with the
But I feel so empty

He sits alone and
Immersed in his trappings of
He's never been a big
But tonight his liver not know it

The burdens have become a crushing
The wrenching will soon cause a shift
The pressure, fleeting and
I feel the give