Luyện nghe bài hát Rare, precious and gone

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

you see she's
rare, precious and gone
She's rare, precious and 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 just don't
SHe was sincere when she breathed in your ear
as long as there were stars in the sky she'd be near
angels get it wrong!

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

It's a subtle
guilt in her mind
But she ain't taking crap
this
Boy out on a line...

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

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