Luyện nghe bài hát Abbey Road Medley

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