🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Santa Monica - Savage Garden

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