Luyện nghe bài hát Paper Chase

You can't erase the chase
She'll make you in the bright merry morning
She'll run and hide and leave you the
behind her as she runs across the square

You can't win the race, she will set the
You'll hear her laughing behind the foolish fences
Throw back the and find the piece of paper
Lying on the but the lady won't be there

And later in the day, you be searching for a way
To let her know, you're ready for her game to end
'Cause it's getting dark and

see her face, a glimpse of lace
And you'll go running through the sweet dying day dreams
Calling her name but she's been an hour
Laughing at the and she combs her paper hair

And in the day, you will be searching for a way
To let her know ready for her little game to end
'Cause it's dark and then

see her face, a glimpse of lace
And you'll go running through the sweet dying day dreams
Calling her name but she's home an hour
Laughing at the mirror and she combs her paper