Luyện nghe bài hát Moves

Here comes the
comes the glare
I see, I cannot see
you appear, you dazzle

Poor me, on me
Why I know
How to make those

I picked your
From a thousand
And now the
They start to

And all the
a look
And again
I'm

me, pitiful me
Why don't I
How to make moves?

I picked your
a thousand smiles
And stand there
Rooted to the floor

And too to think
Get out the
Water, running my back

Is what it's like
the soldiers attach?
I'm sharpen up my act
I'm get ya

Poor me, for me
Why don't I
How to make moves?

I picked your
a thousand smiles
Trying to be the man
And so scared, in you don't see who I am

I don't want the of an also ran
I be the guy
With the
And the

Other guys run
They pick and
I you
And I don't to lose

I you
To my blues
Just as long as you to me
as long as you talk to me

Poor me, on me
Why don't I
How to those moves?

I picked face
From a thousand
Why I know how to make you mine?