Luyện nghe bài hát Pretty In Pink

Caroline laughs and it's all day
She to be one of the girls
She lives in the in the side of our lives
Where nothing is put straight
She her self round and she smiles and she says
"This is it the end of the joke"
And loses in her dreaming and sleep
And her lovers walk through in coaches

in pink, isn't she?
Pretty in pink, isn't

All of her all talk of her notes
And the flowers they never sent
And wasn't she
Isn't she pretty in
The one who insists he was in the line
Is the to remember her name
walking around in this dress that she wore
She is gone but the joke's the

Pretty in pink, isn't
Pretty in pink, isn't

Caroline to you softly sometimes
She says, "I you" and "Too much"
She doesn't anything you want to steal
Well nothing you can
She waves, she your shirt
The traffic is waiting
She hands you this
She you her clothes
These cars

in pink, isn't she?
Pretty in pink, isn't

All their favorite rags are
And other kinds of
Kitty, really free like individuality
You are what you to be
Until tomorrow the driveway's
His sings its chimes
In with what and for who
God why I tried this
drug and I shake