Luyện nghe bài hát The Boho Dance

Down in the cellar in the Boho
I went looking for some sweet inspiration, oh
Just another hard time with Negro affectations

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

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

And you in the parking lot
by your own design
The virtue of your style
On contempt for mine

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

A camera pans the hour
Behind a of potted palms
And finds a lady in a Paris
With runs in her

You read those books luxury
Comes as a guest to take a
Books where artists in poverty
Go virgins to the grave

you get sensitive on me
'Cause I know just too proud
You couldn't step outside the dance now
Even if good fortune

a priest with a pornographic watch
Looking and on the sly
it's stricken from your uniform
But you can't get it out of your

Nothing is in me
On either of town
The streets were never mine
Not mine, not mine, these glamor