Luyện nghe bài hát The Boho Dance

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

I was a hopeful in rooms like
When I was working
It's an old romance, the dance
Hasn't gone to

But even on the
The cleaner's was in my jeans
And any eye for
Caught a little lace along the

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

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

A camera pans the cocktail
Behind a of potted palms
And finds a in a Paris dress
runs in her nylons

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

you get sensitive on me
'Cause I know you're too proud
You couldn't step outside the Boho now
Even if fortune allowed

Like a priest with a pornographic
Looking and on the sly
it's stricken from your uniform
But you get it out of your eyes

Nothing is in me
On either side of
The streets never really mine
Not mine, not mine, these glamor