Luyện nghe bài hát Rare, precious and gone

Cry baby boy, not of joy
the one you is no longer your toy
She's got her new boots and her up on
you can call her friend
But not your lover
she's made it as air that this affair is at an end
So are you doing holding on?

Don't you see
rare, precious and she's
She's rare, and she's gone

She was soft in your hands, now she's shattered your
I'm sympathetic but you've got to
You to squeeze her somewhere
she don't belong
SHe was sincere when she breathed in your ear
as long as there were in the night sky she'd be near
angels get it wrong!

Won't you see
rare, and she's gone
She's rare, and she's gone

a subtle trap
seeding in her mind
But she ain't taking your
this
Boy out on a line...

She's a queen among women, a among queens
the finest that your lovesick eyes have ever seen
She's a without a thorn
a peach, she's a prize
A in disguise
she's and colourful and when she grows
she'll be
But most of all my friend, gone
gone, gone!

She's rare, and she's gone
rare, precious and she's
Yes, rare, precious and she's gone
she's rare, precious and gone
Gone, gone...