Luyện nghe bài hát People Who Read People Magazine

(kinky friedman)

Well, I'm here to say I got away from studio 54
Back to neon lights and lonely and saw-dust on the floor
And if she ever loved me, she don't me anymore,
And if anyone should ask me, here's who I'm singing

For the people who people magazine,
For the opera lovers, for the home-town bowling team,
For everybody everywhere ever lost a dream,
For the people who people who read people magazine.

Now if you're too new york for texas, too for l.a.
You been chasing trends like rainbow ends but you're just a song away
And if the white house wouldn't ya, play in every little honky-tonk and bar
The good made the heavens, ah but he never made a star.

No, it's the people who read magazine,
It's the soap opera lovers, the home-town bowling team,
It's everywhere who's ever lost a dream,
For the who read people who read people magazine.

And to tell you the truth this telephone booth lonesome in the rain,
But son, I'm 21 in and I'm 43 in maine.
And when your mama home, would you tell her I phoned, it'd take a life-time to explain
That I'm a country-picker with a bumper-sticker that says: god john wayne.

And bless the people who people magazine,
Bless the soap opera lovers, bless the bowling team,
everybody everywhere who's ever lost a dream,
For the people who read people who people magazine.
Bless the people who read people who read magazine.