Luyện nghe bài hát Having Trouble With The Language

Picture postcard
In the of hopeless dreams
man in my sitting room
Only behind the screen

Oh, look at me
In this third party
A married man with a see smile
not quite what he seems

Oh, I'm trouble with the language
trouble getting through
Haven't learned my lessons
So I don't know to do

Having with the language
Do you
Never catch a falling
Oh, just my point of view

Andre's a sycophant
Who always leaves the truth
Always on the outside
No matter how she tries

It's been a while, the ready
I've got to go, oh look at the
If only she knew what the do
She would surely break and cry

Oh, I'm trouble with the language
Yeah, trouble getting through
learned my lessons well
So I know what to do

trouble with the language
Do you
Never catch a knife
Oh, that's my point of view
That's my view

In a storm
The lightning struck his head
Now I'm a
the pig in the middle is dead
Oh yeah, oh no

Downtown at the funeral
There's a dark cloud our heads
She looked better in a black
But he looked better

Oh, trouble with the language
(With a knock, knock, knock)
trouble breaking through
(And a knock, knock, knock)
Yeah, no you don't know to do

trouble with the language
Do you
Never a falling knife
Oh, just my point of view

Oh
Oh, what talking 'bout?
Having trouble the language
Do you
Never catch a knife
Oh, that's just my of view

Having trouble with the
Having getting through
I still know
I know what to do

By the way French
Do you what?