Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Girl

This is a story 'bout a girl
A story that you ought to
She lived all alone in a one flat
On a street the lights are low

Every night about the same
She'd go and put her rags on
Go to the place where everyone
To boogaloo all night

She's a poor

and raised in the country
She got tired of pushing a
She take my to the city
And mother, you look at her now

With her boots, elephant bag
crocodile hat
Around her to top it off
She even a Persian cat

She's a girl

That was the story of the poor
But now she uses her
back home working on the land
Instead of in bed

The life she was living
Took her as prey
Now she's back in the
Getting every day

a poor girl