Luyện nghe bài hát It's Not a Good Idea

It's not a idea
To to these boys
They swear are in love
Then treat our like little toys
They send us words in rhyme,
Why does it get you every

They a solemn oath
That didn't last a day
So it's not a idea
To put much in things they say
Cause any love that comes this
Is a folly that last

But if they are in love-
But what is love? What does it
He thinks he loves a princess, not a partner, not a queen
He doesn't notice who he's chasing, he likes to make the chase
He makes these elaborate gestures but won't look me in the face
He talks and talks so he can cover up his
He is like my dad-
Oh no
exactly like me

So
It's not a good to think its real
The they use to describe
The way think they feel
They're just in in love with saying in love
It's not a good

On wenches arm, love approach!

But what, come they in the middle of my

They do, they do, and our apparel thus. Like turtleneck-wearing East German artists.

And they so...

Well if that's big idea,
We can beat them at their
coming in disguise,
Well we can do the same
And our lovers be tasked
For when come we will be masked

Hold, take thou this, my sweet, and give me thine... So shall Verone take me for Rosaline. And change your favours, too, so your loves woo contrary, deceived by these removed.

But in this changing, is your intent?

My is to cross theirs.

And if they ask us to
We not move a foot
And if they say pretty
We will stay put
And if say they're in love
say an awful lot
But are easy
is not

He has to to stop his heart from beating
He has to learn to stop his from heating
He has to learn to stop his from cheating

Cause it's not a good idea to trust these
When they treat our hearts like little
They're just in love with they're in love

But if I believe our motto with all of his
dressing up like Germans,
They want our applause
But maybe I'm running from my chance
only want
A quick

We'll these men that if they want us
They act like little boys
If he would stop with all the
And quit so much noise
If he would like he was normal
And admit I was right
If he listen for a minute!
this could end tonight

Cause it's not a good
To trust boys
When they our hearts
Like little

if they think
That love's a game,
Mop for mop,
We'll do the same,
Keep cool,
And learn to play part

We are girls to mock our lovers so
It's a good idea!