Luyện nghe bài hát Pretty Good Year

Tears on the sleeve of a man, don't wanna be a boy
Heard the eternal bought himself a bike to race
And Greg he letters and burns his CDs
They say you were something in those years
onto nothing as fast as you can

Well, still pretty year
Pretty

Maybe a bright beach
Is gonna bring you back, back,
May not so now off
You're see America
Well, let me tell you something about

Pretty year
Pretty

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

And he writes letters
his birthday pen
Sometimes he's that they're drawing him in
But Lucy was
Your best agreed

Well, still good year
Pretty
Pretty good