Luyện nghe bài hát Map on a Wall

Oh please, make fun of me,
of my crooked and my crowded teeth,
of my feet, of my knobby knees.
Well, I got more than not.

But I fine and I made up my mind
to live happily, beautiful beneath the trees
a ground that's solid at the core.
Oh please, make fun of me.
Oh you I get frightened so easily
when I'm all and the floorboards creak.
It's those in the dark.

But I am alive and I up my mind
to live fearlessly, wild beneath the trees
above a ground solid at the core.

my regards to the north my friends.
I am built for the heat, I to admit.
My fear of freezing me on my feet
and so far my life's one long lucky streak.
They say you should take the when it comes,
but I believe in wood.

Oh please, don't fun of me.
Oh I'll try my to tell it like it is,
but I'll bite my and I'll close my lips
when nobody wants to it.

But here we are and about it doesn't feel like an accident.
We're all for something to adore
and how to survive the and breaking.

I've on two legs since I was a child,
but when did I realize that some out,
past the for thousands of miles
there are people like me, on legs like mine?

Coming and farther away.
Coming to me and my embrace.
Hoping good comes good
and good comes bad anyway.

Oh please, make fun of me
my heart of gold and my restless soul.
Oh please, don't fun of me.
This happens genuinely.

If you want to see the world, you have to say
cause a map no good hanging on a wall.
If you want to see the world, you to say goodbye
a map does no good hanging on a wall.