Luyện nghe bài hát Plenty Of Paper

Something's growing under that
I think a face is
Oh no, the are growing faces

And lost quite classically
With nose in a book
And it seems so

And this is the end
We've sought for so long
And perhaps now it's

'Cause found
All the dreams
Of men and
And turned all around

Our identical
our commands

I cut the moon in
And stuck a piece my hair
It made the back of my head

Golden yellow and then I
Ten stars on
And placed them in my metal

and I gave the other
Half of the to you
Ooh, so you
Forget me while I'm

we found
All the dire
Of men and
And them all around
To enjoy

And ourselves
Our paperback
Our charming
Our identical
Composing our

And oh, my love, we can on the sun
And we be attractive
in our shiny motor cars
With full of stars
And plenty of paper for scenery

'Cause we found all the dreams
Of men and
And turned all around
To enjoy

And ourselves
Our books
Our charming
Our hands
Composing our