Luyện nghe bài hát Fans

Five Minutes, Five
Final Call, Final

Peter,
I am one of your Fans
I sleep your picture under my pillow
(gotta have to believe in)
(five stage left sir)
I have every record that you've made
(get on so I can kiss him)
All of your posters I got 'em out of the
cover my entire room
And time that you're in town
I'm in the front row
Screaming and yelling the crowd
Do you see me?
I'm you have
I'm the with the long black hair
That's always sitting to the of you

What I want I must
so I myself go mad
I scream, I scream so bad
feels so cause good is bad

At every concert I pick out my favorite white satin
It all of my curves
And you look at me as I from right to left
I that there's a lot of look a likes around
But I know the you

we want we can't have
So it makes us go mad
ooooh
because
oooh

Please ever get married
if you do It would break my heart in two
And I plan on waiting for you for and ever and a day

P.S.
What I want I have
so I myself go mad
when I scream, I so bad
feels so cause good is bad

Don't ever throw this letter
It me 3 hours to write
to say that I really and truly love you

Love
Truly
Aww don't sound so good
I think I'll start all over

a way introduce us
Spend the just the two of us
Oooh because we are your