Luyện nghe bài hát Poses

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

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

The green autumnal conducting
And the city a wondrous chorus singing
All these poses, oh, how can you me?
is a game and true love is a trophy

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

Reclined amongst these packs of
For the smoke the away into the evenings
All poses of classical torture
Ruined my mind a snake in the orchard

I did go wanting to be someone now
I'm and wearing flip-flops on Fifth Avenue
you've fallen from classical virtue
Won't have a for to wake up and hold you

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

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

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