Luyện nghe bài hát Paris

When you land in Paris and they wave you through
your passport picture, doesn't look much like you
They don't look at luggage, they don't look at your face
'Cause you pose no and you're such a disgrace

You go out walking down the Champs
And your spirits are sinking, it can happen way
When you do your best Bogart and they seem to care
They walk right down the sidewalk like you even there

Lookin' in the wrong
it from the inside out
The way you couldn't wait for
The way you used to twist and

It must be the jet lag, you it'll pass
You check your reflection in the store glass
Kinda at the temples, kinda goes with the hat
Kinda round in the middle but it ain't that
It's nothing you can see, it's you can smell
But you pose no danger and man can tell

in the wrong direction
Seein' it the inside out
The way you couldn't for Christmas
The way you used to twist and

You see it in the in the morning
You it in the middle of the night
Sleeping with your wide open
with the shades drawn tight