Luyện nghe bài hát Spring Collection

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

Black with tortured seams
mean that much to me
Cool shades and tears
All hide your years

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

In spring collection
You're just another girl stars in your eyes
I have been there and back
But I don't want to go home you

Don't like plastic shoes
Don't like your hair dyed
like your damned new rose
Don't your casual pose

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

I often your name out loud
And try to tell you what I'm through
You'd sooner hang around with all crowd
'Cos they all pose and think and like you

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