Luyện nghe bài hát Supermodel

Ooh, look at all this company coming 'round
Even O'Hara's come by to say hello
You really wanna
Well, I'll tell you, might to pour myself
little moonshine, here we go

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

Found a weeping to sit down
And do the Bay a go-go
While the was real soft
Poor little just had to break

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

The real reason was that Wendy was counter
Two kids just couldn't get enough of each other
broke out like a man and said
"Wendy, I think I want to take hand
And make little children, beyond the sand"

"In respect to the
And the of your eyes
That day we made
I'm going to call my little child Jones"

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

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

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

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

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

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

And she was everywhere
I mean little girls to be like her
Little boys to be with her
And even mothers somehow their physique
to be a little close to what Amber represented

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

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

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

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

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

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

tripping through the maze everyday
In the mind want the grape the vine that was mine
back, y'all, to the very first day that we met
'Cause I must it theft, y'all

and selection of my memories
Poet on the mic with degrees saying,
Princess, y'all, my supermodel
Bring you back, princess
'Cause I like to rock your
One time, smooth, sweet wine