Luyện nghe bài hát Put Your Records On

Three birds, sat on my window
And they told me I need to worry
Summer came cinnamon, so sweet
girls double-dutch on the concrete

Maybe sometimes, we got it wrong, but alright
And nothing seems to change, and it all will stay the
Ohh, don't you

Girl, put records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get dreams
Just go ahead, let your down

You're gonna find yourself somewhere,

Blue as the sky, and lonely
Sipping tea in a bar by the
(Just relax, relax)
Don't you let those other boys you
Gotta that awful hairdo

Maybe sometimes, we afraid, but it's alright
The more you stay the same, the they seem to change
Don't you think it's

Girl, put records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair
Sapphire and faded jeans, I you get your dreams
go ahead, let your hair down

You're gonna yourself somewhere, somehow

Just more I could take, pity for pity's sake
Some nights me awake, I thought that I was stronger
When you realise, that you don't even have to try any longer?
Do what you to

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite
You go ahead, let your hair
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get dreams
Just go ahead, let hair down

Girl, put your records on, tell me your song
You go ahead, let your hair
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get dreams
Just go ahead, let hair down

Ohh, you're gonna find yourself somewhere,