Luyện nghe bài hát She Sells

Now you're talking in
Up to the minute and
Stop, press, hold the front
Up as a
Are you me?

Watch you in waltz time
A puzzle in tune
Or are you a straight line?
To suit yourself too

Rather nouveau never
ideal
Some natural kind of poet might it
But she more my speed

She sells country and
Ancient song
Of confusion
You so right, me so

Now, you're to fly me
Auto-erotic,
Of the break you're gliding
Your lingerie's a
it to me

Nine till
The grind
lies
Make up my

Same
me
you

Oh, Oh, why?
She sells, I
Oh Love why?
She sells, I

Oh, why? Oh,
She sells, I
Oh why? She
She sells, I

Oh, Oh, why?
She sells, I