Luyện nghe bài hát The Dead Girls of London

Do you see what they are, do you hear what they
People, it is sad but
They're dressed really stupid but think they're okay
And got no use for you
The dead girls of London, why do act that way?

it's the water, mama, maybe it's the tea
Maybe it's the way was raised
it's the stuff what they read in the papers
Keeps them sorta half in a daze
Well the dead of London, why do they act that way?

We're the dead girls of London, we thinks we are
We hittin' on nothin', but the boutique frame of mind

You see 'em dancing at the every night
Like a bunch of little robot
Making little noises full of delight
But really just so full of beans
Well, the dead girls of London, why do act that way?

the dead girls of London, we thinks we are fine
And we ain't hittin' on nothin', but the boutique frame of

Boutique of mind
Gee, I your pants
Boutique of mind
Gee, I your pants

Boutique frame of
Gee, I like your