Luyện nghe bài hát The Pillow

A smile for passing car
And when they with door ajar
She and whispers, "Que sera"
And her thoughts to the pillow

Her face is etched with
She finds now joy the sleaze
hard when you've been paid to please
So she turns her to the pillow

comes, she rests her head
The beauty of an bed
She of happy days
Instead of brooding on

She swapped her dreams of shining
For pushers, bars and money
For nameless in red light
So she her head to the pillow

Those black eyes, they don't hurt any
She's heard the jokes and jibes
She's felt the arm of the law
So she turns her to the pillow

Daylight comes, she her head
The beauty of an bed
She of happy days
Instead of on tomorrow

Taking was not for fun
It made her feel like on
And now she hurts when all gone
And she turns her face to the

She takes a blade and her skin
Sweet life's force flows from
The white clouds in her head dim
And she turns her face to the

creeps across her head
Pale beauty in a bed
No of happy days ahead
She'll have no more