Luyện nghe bài hát Poses

The yellow walls are lined with
And I've got my new red leather jacket
All these poses such poses
Makes any boy feel like picking up

There's never such grave a matter
As comparing our new brand black sunglasses
All poses, such beautiful poses
Makes any boy as pretty as princes

The green autumnal parks
And the city streets a wondrous chorus
All poses, oh, how can you blame me?
Life is a game and true is a trophy

And you said, my head about it
Baby, you said, my head about it
My about it, oh no, oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no, no

amongst these packs of reasons
For the smoke the days away into the
All these poses of classical
my mind like a snake in the orchard

I did go from wanting to be now
I'm drunk and wearing flip-flops on Fifth
Once fallen from classical virtue
have a soul for to wake up and hold you

In the autumnal parks conducting
All the streets a wondrous chorus
Singing all these poses now no longer
Made me a man, ah, but who cares what it

And you said, Watch my about it
Baby, you said, my head about it
My about it, oh no, oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no

And you said, my head about it
Baby, you said, Watch my about it
My head it, oh no, oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no, no