Luyện nghe bài hát Said She Was a Dancer

She said, she was a
If I it, it was my business
She knew a thing or two about control
Next to the bar we hit the
She almost slipped right my fingers
It was snowing and in her soul

Well, you're a dancer
And maybe I'm the King of Old
I it through best to let the illusion roll
I wouldn't say I've never that tale before
And my little senorita
But if your is good
Why not share it the nights are cold?

Hey Moscow, what's story?
Lady, take your time, hurry
Maybe a student of the plan
Hey Moscow, what's name?
If you don't to say, don't worry
It would probably be for me to make it scan

With her phrase book in the silk soft
She spoke in while the vodka listened
I said, "Let me look up love, if I be so bold"
She was the nearest thing to rock and
That of the velvet curtain
That separates eastern steel from western

Hey Moscow, what's your story?
You speak aloud, just whisper
Am I just the closest to an Englishman?
You've seen me in your magazines or on state television
I'm your but you won't take me out the can

She said, she was a dancer, so she did

She said, she was a
If I believed it, it was my
It felt a merry dance that I was being led
So I stole one kiss, it was a near
She looked at me like I was Jack, the
She in close, "Goodnight", was all she said
So I took off to bed