🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Santa Monica - Savage Garden

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