Luyện nghe bài hát Paris

When you land in Paris and they wave you through
Though passport picture, doesn't look much like you
They don't at your luggage, they don't look at your face
'Cause you pose no danger and such a disgrace

You go out down the Champs D'Elysees
And your spirits are sinking, it can happen way
When you do your best Bogart and they don't seem to
They walk right down the sidewalk like you ain't there

in the wrong direction
Seein' it the inside out
The way you couldn't wait for
The way you used to twist and

It must be the jet lag, you hope pass
You check your reflection in the front glass
Kinda gray at the temples, kinda with the hat
Kinda round in the but it ain't even that
It's nothing you can see, nothing you can smell
But you pose no danger and man can tell

in the wrong direction
Seein' it the inside out
The way you wait for Christmas
The way you used to twist and

You see it in the mirror in the
You feel it in the middle of the
Sleeping with your eyes wide
Waking with the drawn tight