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, would laugh
would all be saying that it's not really me
They all be asking who I'm trying to be

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

Sitting in my hotel, hiding from the dramas of this great big
Seven storys high, at the world go by
in the hotel room
Thinking the countryside 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
They would tell me that I'm being used
They would ask me what I'm to prove

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

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

If my friends could see me now 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