Luyện nghe bài hát Here's Lookin' At You

Staring at a ghost a table set for two
This is the last call before the credits
The charm of silver screen depression saturated in alcohol it's so
Filtered through tobacco haze it's so intoxicating

The way they glimmer the grain
And make dysfunction such a
Jimmy Stewart suicidal sex
The alcoholic is the last true romantic
Stumbling and smelling of stale

Making James Dean to an empty room
Audrey left lipstick on her cigarette in the ashtray
With a note on a napkin saying, "This is glamor"
This is where cues the delusion

That everything looked this blue through Sinatra's
What America needs is another worthwhile
Celestial bodies constructed on set destined to in the headlines
Another dry and a methamphetamine Godspeed
Norma Jean, I hope you saved us one sleeping pill

it again for me
The tragedy of a track beauty queen
The starlet in the
She looks all to me
Oh she so good to me

But there's in the way she moves
Like I want to me want you
I feel like fame, dreary and estranged
I'd scratch through glass not to be without you, you

lotta shakin' going on
Whole shakin' going on
Whole lotta going on