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