Luyện nghe bài hát Sarah

Where are you goin'
Where do you dance when you turn off the

In your eyes as rollin' your hair
Spin you as you lie on the bed
But I'm not keepin' time upon the creepin' vine,

He was the one you fall
But he couldn't you at all, not at all
So he packed up and jumped the wall
Pushing his luck the ghosts in the hall
Still I'm not keepin' time the creepin' vine, vine

Oh,
You've it all to yourself
With bottle of gin on the shelf
And love letters sent to yourself

Oh,
You to say you were lucky
Now your runnin' off down the stairs
To the arms of

At the of her mind there's a photograph
Of a child all in the dark
She can tell by the bell ringing back at her she's

Where are you goin'
Dressed like a ragdoll with in your tights?
In your eyes as they're rollin' hair
Spin you as you fall out the bed
But I'm not keepin' upon the creepin' vine, vine

Oh,
done it all to yourself
With your bottle of gin on the
And your love sent to yourself

Oh,
You used to say you were
Now your luck's runnin' off the stairs
And you realize cares
Take a bottle of gin the shelf and pour me another