Luyện nghe bài hát Abbey Road Medley

You Never Give Me Money
You only give me your paper
And in the middle of you break down
I never give you my
I only my situation
And in the middle of I break down
Out of college, money
See no future, pay no
All the money's gone, to go
Any jobber got the
Monday morning, back
Yellow lorry slow, to go
But, oh, that feeling
to go
Oh, magic feeling
to go
to go
Ah Ah Ah
One sweet
Pick up the and get in the limousine
Soon we'll be away from
Step on the gas and wipe that away
One sweet dream came today
Came today
Came true
Yes it did (na, na)
One, two, three, four, five, six,
All children go to heaven
One, two, three, four, five, six,
All good go to heaven
One, two, three, four, five, six,
All good go to heaven
One, two, three, four, five, six,
All children go to heaven
One, two, three, four, five, six,
All good go to heaven
One, two, three, four, five, six,
All good go to heaven
One, two, three, four, five, six,
All good children go to
One, two, three, four, five, six,
All children go to heaven
One, two, three, four, five, six,
All children go to heaven
Ah
Here the Sun King
Here the Sun King
Everybody's
happy
Here the Sun King
Quando paramucho mi defelice corazon
Mundo pararazzi mi amore ferdy parasol
Cuesto obrigado tanta cake and eat it carousel
Mr. Mustard sleeps in the park
Shaves in the dark, tryin to paper
Sleeps in a hole in the
Saving up to buy him some
Keeps a ten bob note up his
a mean old man
Such a old man
His Pam works in the shop
She stops; she's a go-getter
him out to look at the queen
Only place that he's been
Always shouts out obscene
a dirty old man
old man
Well, you should see Pam
She's so good-looking, but she looks a man
Well, you see her in drag
in her polythene bag
Yes, you see Polythene Pam
Yeah, yeah,
Get a dose of her in and kilt
She's killer-diller when she's to the hilt
She's the kind of a
Who makes the Of The World
Yes, you could say that she's attractively
Yeah, yeah,
(John) She's in the house
(Paul) Oh, out!
She In Through The Bathroom Window
by a silver spoon
But now she her thumb and wonders
By the banks of her own
anybody tell her?
Didn't anybody
Sunday's on the phone to
on the phone to me
She said she'd been a dancer
She worked at fifteen a day
And though she thought I the answer
Well, I knew I could not say
And so I quit the police
And got myself a job
And though she tried her best to me
She could steal, but she not rob
Didn't anybody her?
Didn't anybody
on the phone to Monday
Tuesday's on the to me
Oh,
there was a way
To get back
there was a way to get back home
Sleep, pretty do not cry
And I sing a lullaby
Slumbers fill your eyes
Smiles awake you when you
Sleep darling, do not cry
And I sing a lullaby.
there was a way
To get back
Once there was a way to get home
Sleep, darling; do not cry
And I will a lullaby
Boy, you're gonna That Weight
Carry That Weight a time
Boy, you're Carry That Weight
Carry That a long time
I give you my pillow
I send you my invitations
And in the middle of the
I down
Boy, gonna Carry That Weight
Carry That Weight a long
Boy, you're gonna Carry Weight
Carry That a long time
Oh yeah!
All right!
Are you going to be in my tonight?
Love you, love you, you, love you, love you, love you
Love you, love you, you, love you, love you, love you
Love you, love you, you, love you, love you, love you
Love you, love you, you, love you, love you, love you
Love you, you, love you, love you, love you, love you
And, in The End
The love you
Is equal to the love you
Her Majesty's a nice girl
But she doesn't a lot to say
Her majesty's a nice girl
But she from day to day
I want to her that I love her a lot
But I got to get a bellyful of
Her majesty's a real nice
I'm going to make her mine Oh yeah,
Someday I'm going to make her