Luyện nghe bài hát Poses

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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