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 on these high heel shoes.
"Looks like a pump, feels a sneaker"?
Do they think we're But I bought 'em.
Now I'm standing in a car.
I because I cannot walk far.
I find an empty cab on the street;
They were filled high-heeled women with non-functioning feet.
Twenty-six years ago I dreamed of shoes like these.
Oh, the mind of the preteen with her strange priorities.
But this is a
Of unsteady ankles, hands in the air.
But the looks my legs are getting from man across the aisle
Almost make the pain and misery and doctor worthwhile.
If by you happen to meet
wobbly 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;
question my sanity.
Why I wear these things? Heaven knows,
Which make me wonder about these earrings, and my pantyhose,
My top.
Ooh, I can see you don't me to sing about pantyhose.
You'd rather I go back to tap
Like my close personal Paula Abdul
Who, like me, was a geek back in school.
Oh, I'm sorry, but that's not what this is about.
At least it wasn't it started out.
I this subway ride never ends,
So I will never have to walk again.
In heels.
a different atmosphere
In heels.
I can see your from here
In heels,
heels.