Luyện nghe bài hát Poses

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

There's been such grave a matter
As our new brand name black sunglasses
All these poses, beautiful poses
Makes any boy feel as as princes

The green autumnal parks
And the city a wondrous chorus singing
All these poses, oh, how can you me?
Life is a and true love 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 amongst these of reasons
For the smoke the days into the evenings
All these of classical torture
my mind like a snake in the orchard

I did go wanting to be someone now
I'm drunk and wearing on Fifth Avenue
Once you've fallen from classical
Won't a soul for to wake up and hold you

In the autumnal parks conducting
All the city streets a chorus
Singing all 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, Watch my about it
My head it, oh no, oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no

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, no