Luyện nghe bài hát Put Your Records On (The Voice Performance)

Three little birds, sat on my
And they told me I need to worry
Summer came cinnamon, so sweet
Little girls on the concrete

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

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

You're gonna find somewhere, somehow

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

Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid, but alright
The more you stay the same, the they seem to change
you think it's strange?

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

You're gonna find yourself somewhere,

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

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

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

Ohh, gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow