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 start to

You never remind me of pricey French
Or tuxedoed gents who have dinner at
Every man is Vin Ordinaire

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

You never me of summers in Spain
The sun when setting, the sound of the rain
New with Dick Clark or Park Avenue

You remind me of Sir Lancelot
My memory of him is totally
King Midas touch, not much to you

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

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

You remind me of anyone who
Reminds me of anyone 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