Luyện nghe bài hát Superstar

Miguel sits at the store
With skin like cotta pottery
for a bus, a bus

With a hat like Jack's
A smile Freddie Prinz
He and he goes with the dust

Looking out his window
As the desert skies open up and
The stars that dance in

But he falls asleep
With a that he keeps
Underneath his pillow

me, whoever you are
I'm waiting with
For the of passage
And wishing on a

Stacy adds to her
And slides down a pole
For free drinks and a tip

Posing from a good
That haunts when she's all
She sheds what she strip

Carry me, you are
I'm waiting masses
For the rites of
And wishing on a

Show us the way, us the way
'Cause we want to be
And we to be saved

And we all to be okay, and we all want to be okay
But we don't have the to pay
And I don't have the to pay

me, whoever you are
I'm waiting masses
For the of passage
And wishing on a

Miguel sits at the corner
Smoking on a
He bummed off a in gangstahood

Stacy a drag
And puts her on his back
And they walk like they're

me, whoever you are
I'm waiting masses
For the of passage
And on a superstar