Luyện nghe bài hát Jenny I Read

Jenny I read something you about
and roll and life and death, ah
Jenny I they carried you home
Broken, all alone

Oh, Jenny, you said, Jenny, you
Give them all that they want, everything that got
Oh, Jenny, my dear, it's a wicked
Once you're young, stupid and

And all the young boys
(And all the young girls)
They're making angry loud
(Kickin' at the world)
And all the young boys
(And all the angry girls)

Jenny, cried, Jenny, they screamed
Your picture in magazine
Yeah, you it all but the American dream
Was nothin' to write home

She was the next big
And the telephone was all of the time
You were and dined every night
Then one day it was over and where are you now wonder

And all the angry boys
(And all the angry girls)
They're making loud noises
(Kickin' at the world)
And all the angry boys
(And all the angry girls)

Superstar, that's you are

And all the angry young
(And all the young girls)
They're angry loud noises
(Kickin' at the world)
And all the angry young
(And all the young girls)

Behind their, their fingers, aside, in sharp little whispers
They say it's her, it is her, what to her?
She knows this and she
She doesn't look anything, like her pictures
She used to be, she used to be, she to be

But she this and she smiles
For she has miles of all to herself
Everything in then and now
And all her of everything in between now and then
And all have are pictures, pictures