Luyện nghe bài hát India

India, you're my song
India, you're my love in the flowers
You can have me in the
We will dance alone and our useless lives

India, stupid on the floor
India, on the carpet floor
We dance upon the floor
And around

India, India, India,
India, I'm American, ha ha ha

India, Caroline is really
She serves the upon a tray
And little rich boy, you cry
You kiss me in the
See the raining spit
The is backwards, isn't it?

India, you cry
India, see the ceiling raining
You cry a thousand tears
All the women form a

Put face upon a line
This is for the
is stupid, I object
And I love you, and I you

And please me, me, please me
Please me, me, please me
Please me, please me, me
India, India, India,