Luyện nghe bài hát Rare, precious and gone

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

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

She was in your hands, now she's shattered your plans
I'm sympathetic but got to understand
You tried to squeeze her
she just don't
SHe was being sincere when she breathed in ear
as long as were stars in the night sky she'd be near
angels get it wrong!

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

It's a subtle
seeding guilt in her
But she taking your crap
this
Boy out on a line...

She's a queen among women, a child among
the thing that your lovesick eyes have ever seen
She's a rose a thorn
a peach, she's a prize
A in disguise
she's graceful and colourful and when she
she'll be
But most of all my friend, she's
gone, gone!

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