Luyện nghe bài hát She

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

She doesn't like attention,
but always stop 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 everything and that she needs.
She can have her
as as we can see.
Her sculpted bring grown men to their knees.

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

You were willing to forgive her
and you grew together, behind your teens.
And you without question,
'till she a new direction
and swapped her pants for cutoff jeans.

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

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

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

Not everybody a prize,
but everybody pays to the game.

Everybody pays to the game.