Luyện nghe bài hát Paper Chase

You can't the paper chase
She'll you players 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 just behind the fences
back the gate and find the piece of paper
Lying on the but the lady won't be there

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

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

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

You'll see her face, a of lace
And you'll go running through the last sweet dying day
her name but she's been home an hour
Laughing at the mirror and she combs her hair