Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Napoleon

I can't lie on this bed it burns my skin
You can take the truthful things you've to me
And fit them on the of a pin

Poor
Poor

You look so disappointed
I take my stockings off
Don't you know the of life, boy?
you know what these things cost?

She was selling kisses
To traveling salesmen and singers
You put a penny in the
She called you her magic

Napoleon
Poor

I bet she isn't all that's
I bet that all she fakes
Just like that where they take your spine
And turn it into soap

Bare from the socket to the bed where you embraced that girl
Did you think there's far too many people in the world?
One day probably make a movie out of all of this
There won't even have to be a murder, just a slow kiss

Napoleon
Poor

So night little school boy
You better learn some self
Did you mess up your
Pour scorn in begging bowl

Poor