Luyện nghe bài hát Paris

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

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

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

It must be the jet lag, you hope it'll
You check reflection in the store 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, it's you can smell
But you pose no danger and man can tell

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

You see it in the mirror in the
You feel it in the of the night
with your eyes wide open
Waking with the drawn tight