Luyện nghe bài hát The Sweater

(lyrics are spoken)
Girls,
I know you will understand
and feel the incredible emotion
You have just over your head the worn,
sweater belonging to a boy
Now, you had a passionate kissing session or anything,
but you got to go on a camping trip him
and other people from school
And you practically together,
sleeping bag right next to his
And you woke in the to watch him as he slept
but you couldn't see anything 'cause it was
so you just there and listened to his breathing
and wondered if your heart burst
The sweater has that goat-like smell
all teenage boys possess,
and that will lovingly transfer
to all other clothes
If you get to keep it for a few you can sleep with it
but don't let your mom see, because say,
"what is that filthy thing, and who it belong to
besides the man?"
So you have to keep it the covers with you
You can of lie it beside you,
or wrap it around waist,
or touch it on your legs, or
That's your
Now if the sweater has, like, on it
or is a color like yellow... I'm sorry,
you can't get away with a sweater like
for brown, or grey, or blue
Anything other than that, and you know you're with
who's different
And different is NOT what looking for
You're looking for those teenage ski-chiseled features
and sort of blank look which passes for deep thought
or at least the that someone's home
looking for the boy of your dreams
who is the same boy in the dreams of all your
Now the sweater going to fit you, of course,
So you have to kind of roll up the sleeves in a jaunty way that says 'this is the sweater belonging to a boy, and the boy is a genuine hunk-a-hunk of burnin' love, and is not just some hand me down from your brother or your father'
Monday, wear the sweater, to
Be calm, cute
tell him about the dream you had
about the place the two of you share
when you get
be yourself
The best, cutest, quietest of yourself
wear lip gloss
He at you, and then he looks away
And then he away
and the smell of the sweater you again suddenly
like gloriola
and you get a passed to you
by a girl in History that
"He that sweater back.
He you put it on in the tent on Saturday
and been looking for it."
And you don't to die of humiliation, you know
You are a person
and this is a learning
You can still hold your head up high as you run from the
tearing the stinking sweater your body
You look at sweater, carefully
And you realize love made you temporarily blind
got a secret now, honey,
and you'd never sink as low as him,
you could blab it all the school if you wanted
The label in that
"100% Acrylic"