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

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