Luyện nghe bài hát Picasso Gotcha Down

There's someone in my ceiling at
And I want to her
I want to tell her all about my

But something in the way her hair's
not about to stay
I've got no to play when her belly is full

And it
That the sum of her
Was less than a scene her lover

I see her shoulder's sinking
And I want to her
Don't to sell her any one of my friends

But she just asks I'm drinking
And goes off to get herself the
And though I'm circling the drain follow her
Round the

Oh the
Oh the and metal ground

And I know that I don't say I'm thinking
I that I'm just a flimsy old fool

And you see you're not Picasso
your excitement fades
Passing the time plays no marching for you

And when you back breaks from
your smile shines with spite
For whisper-ridden night that normally haunts you

Write it in
Put it where it can

I know that I don't say I'm thinking
I that I'm just a flimsy old fool