Luyện nghe bài hát Pretty Good Year

Tears on the sleeve of a man, wanna be a boy today
the eternal footman bought himself a bike to race
And Greg he letters and burns his CDs
They say you were something in formative years
Hold nothing as fast as you can

Well, still pretty year
good

Maybe a bright sandy
Is gonna bring you back, back,
May not so now off
You're see America
Well, let me tell you about America

Pretty year
Pretty

Some things are now
things are melting now
Well, what's it gonna
my baby's alright
What's it gonna
Till my baby's

And Greg he letters
his birthday pen
Sometimes he's that they're drawing him in
But Lucy was
Your friend agreed

Well, pretty good year
Pretty
Pretty good