Luyện nghe bài hát A Touch of Class

(mark bradford)

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

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

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

You got a bun(? ) in your and too much time on your hands
I got an accent, you can cut a knife
Your dad's a bit of a snob but a terminal slob
You brass, you're a touch of class

We go dutch, it much
I knew a classy girl like you mind
A bit rough, a bit tough, a bit of low life knocks perfect punch

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