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

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