Luyện nghe bài hát Sitting in My Hotel

If my friends could see me now driving round just like a star
In a chauffeur driven jam jar, would laugh
They would all be saying it's not really me
They would all be who I'm trying to be

If my friends see me now
Looking out my hotel
Dressed in satin strides and daisy roots
If my friends could see me now I know they would

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

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

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

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

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