Luyện nghe bài hát She collects (stuff like that)

It was getting to be to walk
She was always so close but never on
And the roads she chose to walk were
Alleys with
Hard to

Her was dangling back and forth
She wished to lay it
But it roll away
So she put her foot down with
she leaned on everybody
So as not to

And told her
The latest

"I collect stuff that, you've got
To a thing or two to tell".
She
her one lip fell down
From her
She picked it up off the
But, she was to put it
in place again,
The lip fit no more,
The lip fit no more...

She rarely blinked her eyes
'Cause it might happen she would miss out on things
So she opened both her eyes up wide.
They right out
And along
To see just the she
to see

"I collect like that, you've got
To have a or two to tell".
She
While her one lip fell
her mouth.
She picked it up off the
But, she was to put it
in place again,
The lip fit no more,
The lip fit no more...