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 like Freddie
He and he goes with the dust

out his window world
As the desert skies up and introduce
The stars dance in space

But he fast asleep
a dream that he keeps
Underneath his case

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

adds to her billfold
And slides down a brass
For free drinks and a tip

from a good home
That haunts when she's all
She what she cannot strip

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

Show us the way, us the way
we want to be loved
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 the means to pay

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

Miguel sits at the corner
on a cigarette
He bummed off a punk in

takes a drag
And puts her hands on his
And they walk like Hollywood

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