Luyện nghe bài hát I Want to Be a Popstar

Why is it all these
Seem to the morning papers?
selling records by the million
Seems so easy in my

Look at the Star
He really needs guts
Playing from to midnight
on peanuts

Selling records by the
Probably sold his tenor to 'em
artwork designed by his brother
And liner by his mother

what to do, miming to a tape
While a team of experts make you're looking great
Taking a limo to own private bar
My God, I want to be a

to get on the TV
And go on dates with only the
Maybe next year pretend to be gay
I'll some more records in a flash that way

no difference if I look like a nut
Every kid in the world is going to copy my
I'll advertise some trainers, maybe a car
Shrewd placement will guarantee I'm a star

An guy will write my songs
Surely is nothing wrong
Retiring I'm 22
With a a car and nothing to do

satisfaction it will be
Got no need for credibility
With attitude, I'm pretty sure to go far
My God, I to be a popstar

Maybe too easy, to move so quickly so far
I want to be a

Where's the ground?
It's to make a living with you own true sound
road am I going to tread?
What the would I do instead?

There may be no in Roma
Or a designer coma
No teenage girls when show is
I prefer my older

Maybe I know what I'm talking about
Sometimes it would be nice to play a place and out
Driving to a gig in my brand new car
My God, I want to be a popstar, I want to be a

Maybe it's too easy, to move so so far
Who to be a popstar?