Luyện nghe bài hát Here's Lookin' At You

Staring at a across 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
through tobacco haze it's so fucking intoxicating

The way they through the grain
And make such a fashion
Jimmy Stewart suicidal sex
The alcoholic is the last true hopeless
and smelling of stale gasoline

Making James Dean speeches to an room
Audrey left some lipstick on her cigarette in the
With a note scrawled on a saying, "This is glamor"
This is Hollywood cues the delusion

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

it again for me
The of a track marked beauty queen
The in the magazine
She looks all to me
Oh she looks so to me

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

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