Luyện nghe bài hát Put Your Records On

Three little sat on my window
And they told me I don't need to
Summer like cinnamon so sweet
Little girls dutch on the concrete
Maybe we get it wrong but it's alright
The more things to change
The they stay the same
Don't you
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite
You go ahead, let your down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I you get your dreams
Just go ahead, let your down
You're gonna find somewhere, somehow
Blue as the sky, lonely
tea in the bar by the roadside, just relax, just relax
Don't you let those other boys you
Got to that afro hairdo
sometimes we feel afraid but it's alright
The more you stay the
The more they seem to
Don't you think strange?
Girl, put your records on, tell me favorite song
You go ahead, let your hair
Sapphire and jeans, I hope you get your dreams
Just go ahead, let your hair
You're find yourself somewhere, somehow
Just more than I take, pity for pity's sake
Some nights me awake, I thought that I was stronger
you gonna realize that you don't even have to try any longer?
Do you want to
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite
You go ahead, let hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your
go ahead, let your hair down
Girl, put your records on, tell me favorite song
You go ahead, let your hair
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your
Just go ahead, let your down
Ooh, gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow