🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Santa Monica - Savage Garden

 In Santa Monica, in  wintertime,
  lazy streets so undemanding
 I walk into the 
 In Santa Monica, you  your coffee from
 The coolest places on  promenade
 Where  dress just so
  so unavoidable, everywhere you turn
 It's there.
 I sit and wonder  am I doing here?
 
 But on the telephone line I am 
 I am anything I  to be.
 I could be a  model or Norman Mailer
  you wouldn't know the difference
 Or would 
 
  Santa Monica, all the people got modern names
 Like  or Mandy
 And modern bodies 
 In Santa Monica,  the boulevard,
 You'll have to dodge those in-line 
 Or they'll knock you 
 I never  so lonely,
 Never  so out of place
 I never  something more than this
 
 But on the telephone line I am 
 I am anything I want  be
 I could be  super model or Norman Mailer
 And you wouldn't  the difference
 On the telephone line, I am any 
 I am any age I  to be
 I could be a caped crusader, or space 
 And you  know the difference
 Or  you?
 
 Or  you?
 
 But on  telephone line I am anyone
 I  anything I want to be
 I could be a super model or  Mailer
 And you  know the difference
  the telephone line, I am any height
 I am any age I  to be
 I could be a  crusader, or space invader
 And you wouldn't know the 
 Or  you?