Luyện nghe bài hát La La Song

Knowing you makes all the
Don't it
Knowing all if's and why's
Your when's and

comes in as a short procession
A punctured, a little heartbroken
But not forever and not for

In New York, the have fled
To your dusty
The play tramps are
for a little warmth

It seems I've help my arms this for ages
But I am done waiting, I am them down
Like a white flag, a sail

It's Clementine season, my peach, my
You are gone, but now I all my parts

It's funny how when we're whole, we hollow
It's funny, I like me best with a heart

So, winter started to thaw
You may be tempted to around
And likely to be too late

La la la...