Luyện nghe bài hát Roxy

Oh, Roxy, don't you me?
Is it I'm American?
Maybe it's because I don't grope you and friends
Like the fool behind you now dancing halfway down pants

near the border of Spain and France
A of bad red wine in my head
Sixty francs to look like a and dance
Mechanics not what I said
'bout the time that I had, how sad
Her one word shirt describes my in red
And her name is a theme

Start a move that everyone knows, the awkward
And in the meantime her finding me
I start the approach, her eyes they glow
But it's not glee, fear, that's why she flees
of girls I wish that I knew
Her eyes rung true, her one word shirt now stabbing sparkling
And her name is a barely flickering

Oh, Roxy, don't you me?
Is it I'm American?
it's because I don't grope you and your friends
Like the behind you now dancing halfway down your pants

Roxy's spinning around or is it me down?
How fingers do I see? Is it three by now
on top of the stairs and screams for who, who cares?
All that matters now is my like Apollo's, become clear

Somewhere near the border of pain and
Her is undetermined as of yet
for a Roxy again has always been
The hardest part to get out of my
Comes full circle all in the end, I
Could shirts in songs be just a joke?
And her name is a never ending game

Oh, Roxy, don't you me?
Is it because I'm
Maybe it's because I grope you and your friends
Like the fool behind you now dancing halfway down pants

Oh, Roxy, don't you me?
Why do I got to be
Maybe it's I don't grope you and your friends
Like the fool behind you now dancing halfway your pants

Oh, Roxy, yeah, yeah,
Oh, Roxy down your pants