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 screen depression saturated in alcohol it's so seductive
Filtered through tobacco it's so fucking intoxicating

The way they glimmer the grain
And dysfunction such a fashion
Stewart suicidal sex appeal
The alcoholic is the last true hopeless
and smelling of stale gasoline

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

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

Play it for me
The tragedy of a track marked beauty
The starlet in the
She all right to me
Oh she looks so to me

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

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