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

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