Luyện nghe bài hát She Thinks I'm Old

Somewhat
A semblance of
Certainly better many a letter
read in a while
But what me chuckle
Lo and
She I'm old
And too
and cold
She I'm old
A misconceit has taken
Good
The humor is
And reading her
I suppose is fun
Then say watching the of paint
But sort of funny
In its own of way
She I'm grey
Why she thinks so I say
She thinks I'm
And no doubt withering
But I made it clear my
not include communication
A girl could to aggravation
Boys never question patron's appearance
never consider such gross interference
Boys are trouble in my estimation
My should mean as little to her
As to me
Is she or dark?
Fat or
Short or
I've no idea and no to know
What it matter?
She has a
what matters
A and a wit and a fearless turn of phrase
This girl deserves her
A good
Is all she'll need
Then she'll go on to
A triumphant novel
The great Liberaty will
She'll be the crème de le
The of the town
A prominent of world renown
While I look on the side
Glowing pride
Knowing how it all
to remain in the shadows
A girl-hating old man