Luyện nghe bài hát Here's Lookin' At You

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

The way they glimmer through the
And make such a fashion
Jimmy suicidal sex appeal
The alcoholic is the last true hopeless
Stumbling and smelling of gasoline

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

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

it again for me
The tragedy of a track marked beauty
The in the magazine
She all right to me
Oh she so good to me

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

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