Luyện nghe bài hát The Boho Dance

Down in the cellar in the Boho
I went looking for some inspiration, oh well
Just another hard band with Negro affectations

I was a hopeful in like this
When I was cheap
an old romance, the Boho dance
Hasn't gone to

But on the scuffle
The cleaner's press was in my
And any eye for
Caught a little along the seams

And you were in the lot
Subterranean by own design
The virtue of your inscribed
On your contempt for

was a beggar, He was rich in grace
And Solomon kept His head in all His
It's just that some steps the Boho dance
a fascination for me

A camera the cocktail hour
Behind a blind of palms
And finds a lady in a dress
With in her nylons

You those books where luxury
Comes as a to take a slave
Books artists in noble poverty
Go virgins to the grave

Don't you get on me
'Cause I know you're just too
You couldn't step outside the Boho now
if good fortune allowed

Like a priest with a pornographic
Looking and on the sly
Sure it's from your uniform
But you can't get it out of your

is capsulized in me
On either side of
The streets never really mine
Not mine, not mine, glamor gowns