Luyện nghe bài hát Attica's Flower Box Window

She broached again and again over the morning scones
That she adored all too as he cranked up his jaw
And turned off his ear, and she they were his favorites and

Could we consider for our morning view
That flower box window with the three of glass?
(Like in the magazines)

"Consider it I will," he said, "Consider it gone from your
As it is I'm and not in need of a view
And you will your time away like a bird perched at the window sill
So off I go and I'm auction you off if you insist my little gem
My little hen to persist with mentality"

"No more of this, she said, "Living in the
Of my sledgehammer, saw hacked away at the wall
Giggles, fear and dust, she chipped away and punched a
And the sun winked with its artist eye
As if to say, "Wherever you Attica?
Break the of your conventionality"

Not used to awakening in you
Stash your up in the cupboard bare
You your name

She made her way to see sun and headed out the door
With a wide to attack it from the other side
She away, she talked aloud, belly laughed
And one by one the bottled spirits to the curb
To see what was on, "Attica, my dear"
said, "Have you gone and lost your head?"

Here's a magazine, now go and me that window frame
And to the nursery with you, got a lot to do
You can or get out of my way

Not used to awakening in you
Drink tea in the same way
(Same each day)
You know your name and you who you are

Well, the spirit caught wildfire and she had a crew
And them all her flower box window was installed after all
from the kitchen, street bazaar in the yard
(I see you, you see me)
Bottles uncorked, wildflowers