Luyện nghe bài hát Over My Head

She was talking the world situation
She was sitting on a coffee-bar
I heard her say something clever inflation
And the rule

It was my head, over my head
Over my head, over my
Over my head, my head
my head,

Her eyes were plastered with a lot of
And her was cut by Vidal
I was wondering how I was going to her
A live intellectual

And then she started talking bout a new
Of Dostoyevsky in
The way her mouth moved was pure
When she she'd written it up in a mag

It was over my head, over my
Over my head, over my
my head, over my head
my head,

Everybody's 'bout a new way of thinking
Getting plugged into silicon
All I think about was lateral linking
And I just her Mary Quant lips

Talking over my head, my head
Over my head, over my
my head, over my head
my head,

She asked me was I into Fellini
And did I think of Godard
I tried to imagine her in a
And didn't it was hard

She said have you seen Fritz Lang movie
the hero loses his soul?
I said I didn't think that too groovy
I'm more into rock and

She was over my head, over my
my head, over my head
Over my head, over my
my head,
my head,
my head,