Luyện nghe bài hát Working Girl

Paroles de Tim - Musique de Michel BERGER
I never planned my daily
I've never the common task
I don't rebel, I don't
often laughed, I've often wept
An ordinary girl
There was a man until he
The things that I to ask
Involved him in a little
what he came to see me for
Oh so naive the working
One day I'll him
And all the too
him
And all that I'm due
Very
Where do I go then ?
do I do meantime ?
Back to the bar, I'm late
Over and over
I tell myself I'm
to stay here - I can wait
There are those who you
Never let tell you
This is all there is,
I do not believe
I shall have my
Any moment now - or
The working girl is that and
She ticks away behind the
She let her spirits die
does not mean she will not cry
When all her dreams fly out the
An ordinary girl
We plan our daily round
We do not love the common
But we find survival odd
Some call it luck, call it God
I call it both on the ground
An ordinary working
On day I'll show
And all let me trough
them
I'll have all I'm due
soon
Where do I go then ?
do I do meantime ?
Back to the bar, I'm late
Over and again
I tell myself I'm
Happy to here - I can wait
I know have my extraordinary day
I will never hear those again
girl
Working