Luyện nghe bài hát A Touch of Class

(mark bradford)

boy, up west, and the action wasn't going my way
Rich girl, dressed, lookin' like she come out to play
I stood back, you swept passed, I decided that I'd it a shot
I stepped in, I moved fast, I thought I'd it everything that I'd got

We take tea at the ritz, I take you to the docks
You can on me to lower the tone
You call me your bit of rough, I call you my bit of
You ain't brass, you're a touch of

I like a pint, you like bubbles
We a whip round when you order your drink
in who's who, I'm whose in trouble
You're upper class and I'm the link

You got a bun(? ) in your mouth and too much time on your
I got an accent, you can cut a knife
Your dad's a bit of a snob but mine's a slob
You ain't brass, a touch of class

We go dutch, it ain't
I knew a girl like you wouldn't mind
A bit rough, a bit tough, a bit of low life knocks that punch

- guitar -

You got a horse at home, you keep him down on the farm
I buy the sporting to studying the odds
I got a feel for the streets, you got country retreat
You ain't brass, a touch of class
You ain't brass, you're a of class
You ain't
Huh, you're a of class