Luyện nghe bài hát Pretty Good Year

Tears on the sleeve of a man, wanna be a boy today
Heard the eternal footman bought himself a bike to
And Greg he writes letters and his CDs
They say you were in those formative years
Hold onto nothing as as you can

Well, pretty good year
Pretty

Maybe a bright sandy
Is gonna bring you back, back,
May not so now off
gonna see America
Well, let me tell you about America

Pretty good
Pretty

Some things are now
Some things are now
Well, what's it take
Till my baby's
What's it gonna
Till my alright

And he writes letters
With his pen
he's aware that they're drawing him in
But Lucy was
Your best friend

Well, pretty good year
Pretty
Pretty good