Luyện nghe bài hát Sitting in My Hotel

If my friends could see me now driving round like a film star
In a chauffeur driven jam jar, they would
They would all be saying that not really me
They all be asking who I'm trying to be

If my could see me now
out my hotel window
Dressed in satin strides and two-tone roots
If my friends could see me now I they would smile

in my hotel, hiding from the dramas of this great big world
Seven high, looking at the world go by
Sitting in the hotel
about the countryside and sunny days in June
Trying to the gloom, sitting in my hotel room

If my friends see me now, dressing up in my bow-tie
round the room like some outrageous poove
They tell me that I'm just being used
They would ask me what I'm trying to

would see me in my hotel
Watching late shows till the
Writing songs for old time revues
All my would ask me what it's all leading to

Sitting in my hotel, through the window at the people in the street
Seven storys looking at the world go by
in my hotel, looking at the world outside

If my friends could see me now they would try to me
They would ask me on earth I'm trying to prove
All my friends ask me what it's all leading to