Luyện nghe bài hát Isadora

Heads are turnin' sidewardsley as she up to the stage
dressed in black, hair blazin' red, slippers on her feet
got a company of boys, she keeps as her slaves in tow
But when the night is done, none of follow where she goes..
The room is a little smokey, in a half kind of way
as she takes an extra to put her last drink away
And the big band's growing anxious, outside shaving all their

And the boss has put his foot down and you know the bosses foots'
out of lead..
So she grabs the introduction back, and it in his face
she starts to wail and shatter every window in the place
Her is a computer, but it hasn't got any glitch
It asks her for the next song, and she exactly which..
The has stopped its' chatter long enough to catch its' breath
When she hits the opening note and says, ".. a song about sex.."
and then she wraps it all around me the way good women do
I try to call the waiter, but all wrapped up in her too..
Then her is over, and it's time to take a bow
"My name is Isadora," she said, if it even now
I saw her by a car as I was out the door
Her boys had loaded of the things, but they still needed to load a
more..
So I stopped a minute to tell her I really like her voice
Then she smiled, me, telling me that I really had no choice
So now I'm sitting here how this song is supposed to end
And I guess I'll have to wait until I see Isadora again..
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