Luyện nghe bài hát Poses

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

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

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

And you said, Watch my head it
Baby, you said, Watch my about 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 a snake in the orchard

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

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

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

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