Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Napoleon

I lie on this bed anymore it burns my skin
You can take the truthful things said to me
And fit on the head of a pin

Napoleon
Poor

You always look so
When I my stockings off
Don't you know the facts of life,
Don't you know what these things

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

Poor
Napoleon

I bet she all that's advertised
I bet that isn't all she
Just that place where they take your spine
And it into soap flakes

wires 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 to be a murder, just a slow dissolving kiss

Napoleon
Poor

So good night little boy
You better learn some self
Did you up your hairstyle?
Pour scorn in your begging

Napoleon