Luyện nghe bài hát The Boho Dance

Down in the cellar in the zone
I went for some sweet inspiration, oh well
another hard time band with Negro affectations

I was a hopeful in like this
When I was working
an old romance, the Boho dance
Hasn't to sleep

But on the scuffle
The press was in my jeans
And any eye for
Caught a little lace the seams

And you were in the lot
Subterranean by your own
The virtue of style inscribed
On your contempt for

Jesus was a beggar, He was in grace
And Solomon kept His in all His glory
It's just that some outside the Boho dance
a fascination for me

A camera the cocktail hour
Behind a blind of palms
And finds a lady in a Paris
runs in her nylons

You read those where luxury
Comes as a to take a slave
Books where artists in noble
Go virgins to the grave

you get sensitive on me
'Cause I know you're just too
You step outside the Boho dance now
Even if good allowed

Like a priest a pornographic watch
and longing on the sly
Sure stricken from your uniform
But you can't get it out of eyes

Nothing is in me
On either side of
The were never really mine
Not mine, not mine, glamor gowns