Luyện nghe bài hát Mary

If you talk to Mary, please look at me
she's never seen me before
Don't call to the man outside of me
'Cause she can cut my head off the blinking of her eye

And I'm not to be here and I'm too young to die
See, she carries my in the pocket of her jeans
Bouncing like a pinball in between

I'm not surprised, this all the time
And my hand lights her inside my mind
And she's seen me before

So if you talk to Mary, don't mention me
'Cause she's seen me before
Just let me hide behind the and pleasantries
'Cause I do my best work with the brigade

I just around the statues, spitting art and foreign trade
And she looks a hole right me to a shadow on the wall
Till I'm of my surroundings while I'm not here at all

I'm not surprised this happens all the
And my lights her cigarette inside my mind
And she's seen me before

Warhol monotone, robotic
We're all so smart, so perceptive
But her doesn't move
to smile to be polite, to be receptive
She burns me a glance, I look away
I'm safely cool, I'm so

I'd give my arm for a different situation
I look around, I see everybody me
I set myself up for this stupid

If you talk to Mary, don't look at me
'Cause she's seen me before
Don't call attention to the man of me
she can cut my head off with the blinking of her eye

And I'm not supposed to be and I'm too young to die
See, she carries my in the pocket of her jeans
Bouncing a pinball in between extremes

I'm not surprised, this all the time
And my hand lights her cigarette my mind
And never seen me before