Luyện nghe bài hát Satellite

She looked she learned to dance
a series of still pictures
She's excited now
She her hands up like a Tulip

She looks like an illustration of a cocktail
cartoon bubbles burst in the air
Champagne rolls off her
Like a second

And it should have her biggest night
The looks down on her as she begins to cry

All over the at the very same time
People sharing the same
As the satellite down
Her darkest hour is somebody's tomorrow

He pulled on a
In the crook of his finger
the static electric charge
Of her perfect hour-glass

As he undressed her with his
Her weakness was his
How could she as she stepped through the lights
That her dress would transparent

And with his face pressed to the
He muttered words he'd dare to say if she could see him

All over the world at the very time
People sharing the cheap sensation
The thrill of watching somebody
Those forbidden things we mention

The satellite looks down, right now and
What it has pulled let no man tether
His own body to his
His dream to someone
Oh no, oh no

She went back to a compromise
He'd go back to his
But for the matter of a thousand
separated them entirely

In the hot spotlight
the secrets it arouses
Now they both know it's like
a pornographer's trousers

And in a funny way anonymous, the satellite
It us and makes these dreams come true

All over the at the very same time
All over the

The satellite looks down, now and forever
What it has pulled apart let no man
His own body to his
His to someone else
Oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no