Luyện nghe bài hát My Husband Makes Movies

My makes movies
To make them he lives a of dream
In which his actions aren't always what seem
He may be on to some unique theme

Some men run banks, rule the world
Some earn their living bread
My husband, he a little crazy
movies instead

My spins fantasies
He them then gives them to you all
Like he paints his private dome
But can't distinguish his work and what's his home

Some men sell stocks, men punch clocks
Some leap where others to tread
My as author and director
Makes up in his head

Guido Contini, Luisa
Number one genius and one fan
Contini, Luisa Contini
Passionate in love with this man
Long ago, many ago once we two were

Guido Contini, Luisa, his
Actress with and a life of her own
we had no end of worlds to discover
Singing together all on the phone
Long ago, someone ago

Long ago, someone ago
How he me so
And he'll be the last to it

My husband makes
To make them he makes himself
He works for on end without a bit of rest
No other way can he achieve his level

Some men read books, some shine shoes
retire early, some stay up to dream and muse
My husband only rarely to bed
My husband makes instead
My makes movies