Luyện nghe bài hát Supermodel

Ooh, at all this company coming 'round tonight
Even Catherine come by to say hello
You really wanna
Well, I'll tell you, might have to pour
little moonshine, here we go

Was a sweet and May
In the town of Bay
When and Wendy Day
out to Sweet brush Lake

Found a willow to sit down
And do the Thunder Bay a
While the wind was soft
Poor little Wendy had to break

Later on that month, Dale went for lunch
At the 'We're All In This Diner'
Yeah, the pea soup was fine, the corn cob on
Chili dog's finer

The real reason was Wendy was working counter
Two little kids just get enough of each other
Dale out like a man and said
"Wendy, I think I want to your hand
And make little children, live the sand"

"In respect to the
And the colony of your
That day we love
I'm going to call my child Amber Jones"

(Hey supermodel, set the of us free)
Which is exactly happened
(There ain't no genie in the or in that magazine)
Let me ask you one question and it
(Hey supermodel)
it like being pretty?

Now, everyone
That if you're to run a successful cafe
You to hire the prettiest waitress

turns out had been working
At the Caf
Just her mother did 20 years earlier
And it boils down to very simple doctrine
Given by Ralph Habbasham, the

says the customer is always right
The customers are mostly men
And it don't seem
table 2 to 16, all men do is dream
Of falling in love, just women

Now watching from table 20 was a man New York city
Who is most impressed with Amber's
He said, "Come over here, missy, I got a kind of
That is, if willing to listen"

(Hey supermodel, set the of us free)
(There ain't no in the bottle or in that magazine)
Come me
(Hey supermodel)

And she was just
I mean girls wanted to be like her
Little wanted to be with her
And even somehow altered their physique
Just to be a little to what Amber represented

One day Amber, who likes the diner
Where she used to work, really missed those cake cucumbers
And out with one giant missile on the top of her forehead
little Amber couldn't do a thing about it

And her career went kinda downhill
As the people outside her hotel room penthouse out
Well, you what they cried out

(Hey supermodel, set the of us free)
Sing along me gals
(There ain't no genie in the bottle, or in magazine)
(Hey supermodel)
What's it like a teen dream?

Shackles, shackles, on my heart
I you from the very first day, from the start
But you left, call it theft of the heart, bring me the spark
Pretty girl, pretty princess, that is

Bright lights in the glitter, the shine of the night,
You of the city 'cause you dreamed of flight
But it's Timber, watch these trees that are
Pretty princess with no one to call

It's a small town, now girl, it doesn't so small
First love, fifth grade, first at the mall with me
Y'all, it with the degrees, bring it back on the MIC
'Cause the on his knees
Small ways in the G's from grade
me back sunny days, we's that praise, haze

Y'all through the maze everyday
In the mind want the from the vine that was mine
Come back, y'all, to the very day that we met
I must call it theft, y'all

Protection and of my memories
Poet on the mic degrees saying, please
Princess, y'all, my girl
Bring you back, pretty
'Cause I like to rock your
One time, smooth, sweet wine