Luyện nghe bài hát '69

Flying through the night in a up wagon
A mike stand up my
me a beer and I'll stand on a chair
And into something sexy
Black Cat Woolwich, The Head
The Cafe des Artistes, The Revolution and the Bag O'

I'll see you down the
Your Ma said you slept good in your food last nigth
But you couldn't it down
And you broke up a damn good
Ligging at the Old Marquee, Jack a line
Even he knew better than me, in sixty nine

Sixty nine, nine
Sixty nine, sixty

On the to Paradiso
Back of head, got to pay some dues
Rugged looked down as the swallowed
His at the Boathouse, Kew
Hot girls, no AC, cheap TV, on the floor
Hallelujah what's a roadie, my baby sleep no more