Luyện nghe bài hát Spring Collection

Wide and corkscrew hair
Tied with lace you found
gloss on lipstick smile
Wound up tight to spin for a

Black jeans with seams
mean that much to me
Cool and Dayglo tears
All your sixteen years

But I don't to say, my thoughts out loud
But I'm liking too much I see
You flirt with little boy in town
You dress to kill and now you're me

In spring collection
You're just girl with stars in your eyes
I could have been there and
But I want to go home with you

Don't like your plastic
Don't like your hair blue
Don't your damned new rose
Don't like your pose

I don't go out tonight
But I don't sit here 'cos there's nothing on the radio
You're coming tonight
In your parachute suit that you bought in

I call your name out loud
And try to you what I'm going through
You'd sooner around with all your crowd
'Cos all pose and think and dress like you

In your spring
You're just another girl with in your eyes
We have been there and back
But I wanna go home with you