🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Put Your Record On - Corinne Bailey Rae

 Three little birds, sat on  window.
 And they told me  don't need to worry.
 Summer came  cinnamon
 So sweet,
 Little girls  on the concrete.
 
 Maybe  we got it wrong, but it's alright
 The more things seem  change, the more they stay the same
 Oh,  you hesitate.
 
 Girl,  your records on, tell me your favorite song
  go ahead, let your hair down
 Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get  dreams,
 Just go ahead, let  hair down.
 
 You're gonna find yourself  somehow.
 
 Blue as the sky,  and lonely,
 Sipping tea in the bar by the  side,
 (just relax,  relax)
 Don't you let those other boys fool 
  love that afro hairdo.
 
 Maybe sometimes, we  afraid, but it's alright
 The more you stay the same, the more  seem to change.
  you think it's strange?
 
  put your records on, tell me your favorite song
  go ahead, let your hair down
 Sapphire and faded jeans, I  you get your dreams,
 Just go ahead, let  hair down.
 
  gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.
 
 Just more than I could  pity for pity's sake
 Some nights kept me awake, I  that I was stronger
 When you gonna realize, that you don't even have  try any longer.
 Do what  want to.
 
  put your records on, tell me your favorite song
 You go ahead, let your  down
 Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you  your dreams,
  go ahead, let your hair down.
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 Oh, You're gonna find  somewhere, somehow