Luyện nghe bài hát Poses

The yellow walls are lined portraits
And got my new red fetching leather jacket
All these poses such beautiful
Makes any boy feel like picking up

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

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

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

Reclined amongst these of reasons
For the the days away into the evenings
All these of classical torture
Ruined my mind like a snake in the

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

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

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