Luyện nghe bài hát Abbey Road Medley

You Never Give Me Money
You give me your funny paper
And in the middle of negotiations you down
I never you my number
I only my situation
And in the middle of I break down
Out of college, spent
See no future, pay no
All the money's gone, to go
Any got the sack
Monday morning, turning
lorry slow, nowhere to go
But, oh, that magic
to go
Oh, magic feeling
to go
to go
Ah Ah Ah
One dream
up the bags and get in the limousine
Soon we'll be from here
Step on the gas and wipe tear away
One sweet came true today
true today
Came today
Yes it did (na, na)
One, two, three, four, five, six,
All good children go to
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 good go to heaven
One, two, three, four, five, six,
All good children go to
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 children go to
Ah
Here come the Sun
Here come the Sun
laughing
Everybody's
come the Sun King
Quando paramucho mi defelice corazon
pararazzi mi amore chicka ferdy parasol
Cuesto obrigado tanta mucho cake and eat it
Mr. Mustard sleeps in the park
Shaves in the dark, to save paper
Sleeps in a in the road
Saving up to buy him clothes
a ten bob note up his nose
Such a old man
Such a old man
His sister Pam in the shop
She never stops; a go-getter
him out to look at the queen
Only that he's ever been
Always shouts out something
Such a old man
old man
Well, you see Polythene Pam
She's so good-looking, but she like a man
Well, you see her in drag
Dressed in her bag
Yes, you should see Pam
Yeah, yeah,
Get a dose of her in and kilt
She's killer-diller when she's to the hilt
the kind of a girl
Who makes the News Of The
Yes, you could say that attractively built
Yeah, yeah,
(John) coming in the house
(Paul) Oh, out!
She In Through The Bathroom Window
Protected by a spoon
But now she her thumb and wonders
By the banks of her own
Didn't anybody her?
anybody see?
Sunday's on the phone to
Tuesday's on the to me
She said she'd always a dancer
She worked at fifteen a day
And though she I knew the answer
Well, I knew what I not say
And so I quit the department
And got myself a job
And though she her best to help me
She steal, but she could not rob
anybody tell her?
Didn't see?
Sunday's on the phone to
on the phone to me
Oh,
Once was a way
To get back
Once there was a way to get home
Sleep, darling; do not cry
And I will a lullaby
Golden Slumbers your eyes
Smiles you when you rise
pretty darling, do not cry
And I will a lullaby.
Once was a way
To get homeward
there was a way to get back home
Sleep, pretty do not cry
And I will sing a
Boy, you're gonna That Weight
Carry That Weight a time
Boy, you're Carry That Weight
That Weight a long time
I never give you my
I send you my invitations
And in the of the celebrations
I break
Boy, you're gonna Carry Weight
Carry That Weight a long
Boy, you're gonna Carry Weight
That Weight a long time
Oh yeah!
All right!
Are you to be in my dreams tonight?
Love you, you, love you, love 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, love you, you, love you, love you, love you
And, in The End
The you take
Is to the love you make
Her Majesty's a nice girl
But she have a lot to say
Her majesty's a pretty girl
But she changes 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
Someday I'm going to her mine Oh yeah,
Someday I'm going to her mine