Luyện nghe bài hát Abbey Road Medley

You Give Me Your Money
You only give me funny paper
And in the of negotiations you break down
I never give you my
I give my situation
And in the of investigation I break down
Out of college, spent
See no future, pay no
All the money's gone, to go
Any jobber got the
morning, turning back
Yellow slow, nowhere to go
But, oh, that feeling
to go
Oh, magic feeling
to go
to go
Ah Ah Ah
One sweet
Pick up the bags and get in the
Soon we'll be away here
Step on the gas and wipe that away
One dream came true today
Came today
true today
Yes it did (na, na)
One, two, three, four, five, six,
All children 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 children go to
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 good go to heaven
One, two, three, four, five, six,
All children go to heaven
Ah
come the Sun King
Here the Sun King
Everybody's
Everybody's
come the Sun King
Quando paramucho mi amore defelice
Mundo pararazzi mi amore ferdy parasol
obrigado tanta mucho cake and eat it carousel
Mean Mr. Mustard sleeps in the
in the dark, tryin to save paper
Sleeps in a hole in the
Saving up to buy him some
Keeps a ten bob up his nose
a mean old man
Such a old man
His Pam works in the shop
She never she's a go-getter
him out to look at the queen
Only place that he's ever
Always shouts out something
a dirty old man
old man
Well, you see Polythene Pam
so good-looking, but she looks like a man
Well, you see her in drag
in her polythene bag
Yes, you should see Pam
Yeah, yeah,
Get a of her in jackboots and kilt
She's killer-diller when dressed to the hilt
She's the kind of a
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
by a silver spoon
But now she sucks her and wonders
By the banks of her own
Didn't anybody her?
anybody see?
Sunday's on the phone to
on the phone to me
She said she'd always 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 the police department
And got a steady job
And though she her best to help me
She steal, but she could not rob
Didn't tell her?
Didn't see?
Sunday's on the to Monday
on the phone to me
Oh,
there was a way
To get homeward
Once was a way to get back home
Sleep, darling; do not cry
And I will sing a
Golden Slumbers your eyes
Smiles you when you rise
pretty darling, do not cry
And I sing a lullaby.
there was a way
To get homeward
Once there was a way to get back
Sleep, darling; do not cry
And I sing a lullaby
Boy, you're Carry That Weight
Carry Weight a long time
Boy, gonna Carry That Weight
Carry That Weight a long
I never give you my
I send you my invitations
And in the of the celebrations
I down
Boy, gonna Carry That Weight
Carry That a long time
Boy, you're gonna That Weight
That Weight a long time
Oh yeah!
All right!
Are you going to be in my dreams
Love you, love you, love you, love you, you, love you
Love you, love you, love you, love you, love you, 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, love you, you, love you
And, in The End
The love you
Is to the love you make
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
Someday I'm going to her mine Oh yeah,
Someday I'm to make her mine