Luyện nghe bài hát Poses

The yellow are lined with portraits
And I've got my new red fetching leather
All these such beautiful poses
Makes any boy feel like up roses

There's never been such a matter
As comparing our new brand black sunglasses
All these poses, beautiful poses
any boy feel as pretty as princes

The green autumnal conducting
And the city streets a wondrous singing
All poses, oh, how can you blame me?
Life is a game and true is a trophy

And you said, Watch my head it
Baby, you said, Watch my head it
My about it, oh no, oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no, no

Reclined these packs of reasons
For the smoke the days into the evenings
All these poses of classical
Ruined my mind like a snake in the

I did go from wanting to be now
I'm drunk and wearing flip-flops on Avenue
Once fallen from classical virtue
Won't have a soul for to up and hold you

In the green parks conducting
All the city streets a chorus
all these poses now no longer boyish
Made me a man, ah, but who what that it

And you said, my head about it
Baby, you said, my head about it
My head it, oh no, oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no

And you said, Watch my about it
Baby, you said, Watch my head it
My head it, oh no, oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no, no