Luyện nghe bài hát High Heel Shoes

Christine
"High Shoes"
I'm getting dizzy way up
I haven't this high in years.
Oh, possessed me to
Blow eighty dollars on these high shoes.
"Looks like a pump, like a sneaker"?
Do they think idiots? But I bought 'em.
Now I'm in a subway car.
I ride I cannot walk far.
I couldn't find an cab on the street;
They were filled with women with non-functioning feet.
Twenty-six years ago I dreamed of wearing like these.
Oh, the warped mind of the preteen her strange priorities.
But this is a
Of unsteady ankles, hands in the air.
But the looks my are getting from that man across the aisle
Almost make the pain and and doctor bills worthwhile.
If by you happen to meet
wobbly woman walking down your street,
The of high heels on concrete
Is not the thrill of it's the agony of defeat.
Oh, take pity on my
question my sanity.
Why I wear these things? Heaven knows,
make me wonder about these pierced earrings, and my pantyhose,
My top.
Ooh, I can see you don't me to sing about pantyhose.
rather I go back to tap dancing
Like my personal friend Paula Abdul
Who, like me, was a geek in high school.
Oh, I'm sorry, but that's not what this is about.
At least it wasn't it started out.
I pray this subway never ends,
So I will never never to walk again.
In heels.
a different atmosphere
In heels.
I can see house from here
In heels,
heels.