Luyện nghe bài hát You Never Remind Me

You never me of Paris in spring
A Rembrandt I find, to my mind you don't
There's no work of art could to compare

You remind me of pricey French wine
Or tuxedoed gents who dinner at nine
Every man is Vin Ordinaire

You're so I find, so well designed
That every thing about you
Reminds me of you

You never me of summers in Spain
The sun it's setting, the sound of the rain
New years with Dick or Park Avenue

You never me of Sir Lancelot
My memory of him is totally
King Midas touch, not next to you

'Cause if the truth be known we're alone
every single thing about you
Reminds me of you

You never remind me of Gods that are Greek, my
And though I may hang on each word that you speak, clear
Ahead and me I lose track of all events
And as a you are my present tense

You remind me of anyone who
Reminds me of other than you
Compare I will, I still can't equate

'Cause when you're with me then vis--vis
You the heat repeatedly, so if I forget to recall
Remind me again, that's all, that's all, all