Luyện nghe bài hát High Heel Shoes

Christine
"High Shoes"
I'm getting way up here;
I haven't this high in years.
Oh, possessed me to
eighty dollars on these high heel shoes.
"Looks like a pump, like a sneaker"?
Do think we're idiots? But I bought 'em.
Now I'm standing in a car.
I ride I cannot walk far.
I couldn't an empty cab on the street;
They were filled with high-heeled with non-functioning feet.
Twenty-six years ago I dreamed of wearing shoes these.
Oh, the warped mind of the with her strange priorities.
But is a nightmare
Of unsteady ankles, hands in the air.
But the looks my legs are from that man across the aisle
Almost make the and misery and doctor bills worthwhile.
If by chance you happen to
This woman walking down your street,
The of high heels on concrete
Is not the thrill of victory; it's the of defeat.
Oh, pity on my vanity;
Maybe my sanity.
Why I wear these uncomfortable things? knows,
make me wonder about these pierced earrings, and my pantyhose,
My top.
Ooh, I can see you don't want me to sing pantyhose.
You'd I go back to tap dancing
my close personal friend Paula Abdul
Who, like me, was a back in high school.
Oh, I'm sorry, but that's not this song is about.
At it wasn't when it started out.
I pray this subway ride ends,
So I will never have to walk again.
In heels.
It's a different
In heels.
I can see house from here
In heels,
heels.