Luyện nghe bài hát Poses

The yellow walls are with portraits
And I've got my new red fetching jacket
All these poses beautiful poses
any boy feel like picking up roses

There's never such grave a matter
As our new brand name black sunglasses
All these poses, beautiful poses
Makes any boy feel as pretty as

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

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

Reclined amongst these of reasons
For the smoke the days away the evenings
All these poses of classical
Ruined my mind like a in the orchard

I did go wanting to be someone now
I'm drunk and wearing flip-flops on Avenue
Once you've fallen from virtue
have a soul for to wake up and hold you

In the autumnal parks conducting
All the streets a wondrous chorus
Singing all these poses now no boyish
me a man, ah, but who cares what that it

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