Luyện nghe bài hát She

You her face from the papers,
or the TV, or in magazines.
The whole knows her name,
she remains by fame.
She's an girl behind the scenes.

She like media attention,
but she'll always to meet with the fans.
She writes all of her own
and she knows what's right wrong.
The are her favourite band.

She is mine, She is
and She on our applause.
She has and nothing that she needs.
She can have her
as as we can see.
Her sculpted cheeks bring men to their knees.

There was outcry when she to electric,
but in the stands the diehard fans going wild.
The paparazzi up the pavement for a photograph, and when they failed gossip would suffice.

You were to forgive her indiscretions
and you grew together, behind your teens.
And you followed question,
she took a new direction
and swapped her leather pants for jeans.

She is mine, She is yours.
She our applause.
She's so far beyond the of you and me.
a marketing success,
designed and by the best.
Overproduced and on the MTV.

And now she's made the back to her roots. She makes her living on sales from '91.
And her gigs are always packed, but the are small and the rider never seems to last too long.

Her eyes are empty well before she draws them closed. Now she has lines her brow
and her nose.
She fought against her fame, but all wind up the same.

Not wins a prize,
but pays to play the game.

Everybody pays to the game.