Luyện nghe bài hát Miss Impossible

She can see about satellites every minute of the hour
And find a four leaf clover where you never saw a
habitually paradoxical, a parallel perpendicular

Barefoot in
That's how she in the rain
to sundown
Like she was washing 'way her

As she is beautiful, she's
Damned irresistible, is it plausible to her?
She is my common sense, on decadence
But what's the difference? It's to bait her

She can really be a like the brownies that she bakes you
It can be a tad hysterical but never quite the
She's some of an epitome, the sea of intranquility

In flimsy
Barefoot, she in the rain
to sundown
Like she was washing her pain

As she is beautiful, unpredictable
irresistible, is it plausible to hate her?
She is my common sense, revels on
But the difference? It's an impossible debate