Luyện nghe bài hát Sitting in My Hotel

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

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

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

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

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

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

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