Luyện nghe bài hát The Boho Dance

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

I was a hopeful in like this
When I was cheap
It's an old romance, the dance
Hasn't to sleep

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

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

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

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

You read those where luxury
Comes as a guest to a slave
Books where in noble poverty
Go virgins to the grave

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

Like a priest with a pornographic
and longing 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 were really mine
Not mine, not mine, glamor gowns