🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Put Your Record On - Corinne Bailey Rae

 Three little birds,  on my window.
 And they told me I don't need to 
 Summer came  cinnamon
 So sweet,
 Little girls  on the concrete.
 
 Maybe sometimes, we got it  but it's alright
 The more things seem to change, the more they  the same
  don't you hesitate.
 
 Girl, put your records on, tell me  favorite song
 You go ahead, let  hair down
 Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get  dreams,
 Just go  let your hair down.
 
 You're gonna find yourself  somehow.
 
 Blue as the  somber and lonely,
 Sipping tea in the bar by the  side,
 (just relax,  relax)
 Don't you let  other boys fool you,
 Gotta  that afro hairdo.
 
 Maybe sometimes,  feel afraid, but it's alright
  more you stay the same, the more they seem to change.
 Don't  think it's strange?
 
 Girl, put your records on, tell me  favorite song
 You go ahead, let your hair 
 Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get  dreams,
 Just go ahead, let  hair down.
 
 You're  find yourself somewhere, somehow.
 
 Just more than  could take, pity for pity's sake
 Some nights kept me awake,  thought that I was stronger
 When you gonna realize,  you don't even have to try any longer.
 Do what you want 
 
 Girl, put your records  tell me your favorite song
 You go ahead, let your hair 
 Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope  get your dreams,
 Just go ahead, let your hair 
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  You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow