Luyện nghe bài hát Supermodel

Ooh, look at all this company coming 'round
Even Catherine O'Hara's come by to say
You really know?
Well, I'll tell you, might have to myself
Another little moonshine, we go

Was a and frosty May
In the of Thunder Bay
Dale and Wendy Day
Went out to brush Lake

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

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

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

"In to the clouds
And the of your eyes
day we made love
I'm going to call my child Amber Jones"

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

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

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

Ralph says the is always right
The customers here are men
And it don't seem
From table 2 to 16, all men do is
Of falling in love, just like

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

(Hey supermodel, set the of us free)
(There no genie in the bottle or in that magazine)
with me
(Hey supermodel)

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

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

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

(Hey supermodel, set the of us free)
along with me gals
(There no genie in the bottle, or in that magazine)
(Hey supermodel)
it like being a teen dream?

Shackles, shackles, shackles on my
I loved you from the very first day, 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 of the night, right
You of the city 'cause you dreamed 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 seem so
First love, grade, first kiss at the mall with me
Y'all, check it with the degrees, it back 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
Come back, y'all, to the very 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, pretty
'Cause I to rock your world
One time, smooth, sweet like