Luyện nghe bài hát The Boho Dance

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

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

But on the scuffle
The press was in my jeans
And any eye for
a little lace along the seams

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

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

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

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

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

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

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