Luyện nghe bài hát The Dead Girls of London

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

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

We're the dead of London, we thinks we are fine
We ain't hittin' on nothin', but the frame of mind

You see 'em dancing at the every night
Like a bunch of little queens
Making little noises full of fake
But they're really so full of beans
Well, the dead girls of London, why do they act that

We're the girls of London, we thinks we are fine
And we ain't on nothin', but the boutique frame of mind

Boutique of mind
Gee, I like your
Boutique frame of
Gee, I like your

Boutique of mind
Gee, I like pants