Luyện nghe bài hát The Boho Dance

Down in the cellar in the zone
I went for some sweet inspiration, oh well
another hard time band with Negro affectations

I was a hopeful in rooms like
I was working cheap
It's an old romance, the dance
Hasn't gone to

But even on the
The cleaner's press was in my
And any eye for
a little lace along the seams

And you in the parking lot
Subterranean by your own
The of your style inscribed
On your contempt for

Jesus was a beggar, He was in grace
And Solomon His head in all His glory
It's that some steps outside the Boho dance
a fascination for me

A camera pans the hour
Behind a blind of palms
And a lady in a Paris dress
With runs in her

You read those books luxury
Comes as a to take a slave
Books artists in noble poverty
Go like virgins to the

Don't you get on me
'Cause I know you're too proud
You couldn't step the Boho dance now
Even if good allowed

Like a priest a pornographic watch
Looking and on the sly
Sure it's from your uniform
But you get it out of your eyes

Nothing is in me
On either of town
The were never really mine
Not mine, not mine, glamor gowns