Luyện nghe bài hát Billaricay Dickie

Good evening, I'm Essex
In you couldn't tell
My name is Dickie
I come Billericay
And I'm doing well

Had a love affair Nina
In the of my cortina
A hyena
Could not been more obscener
She me to the cleaners
And misdemeanours
But I got up between her
Rum and her

Well, you ask and Vicky
If is sticky
I'm not a blinking
I'm Billericay
And I'm doing well

I a lot of Brandy
When I was Sandy
Took eight to make her
And all I had was
Another with Sandy
What often in handy
Was her a mandy
She didn't go bandy

So, you ask Joyce and
If I ever took the
I'm not a flipping
I'm Dickie
And I'm very well

I'd rendez-vous Janet
Quite near the of Thanet
She more like a gannet
She wasn't half a
Her tried to ban it
Her father me plan it
And when I Janet
She her pomegranate

Oh, you ask Joyce and
If I ever shaped up
I'm not a thicky
I'm Dickie
And I'm doing very

You should never a candle
If you don't where it's been
The is in the handle
On a fruit machine

So, you ask Joyce and
Who's their brickie
I'm not a thicky
I'm Billericay
And I'm doing very

I a lovely old toe-rag
and noblesse
Kindly, charming from Shoeburyness
My given is Dickie
I from Billericay
I thought you'd never

So, you ask Joyce and
A pair of chickies
I'm not a flaming
I'm Billericay
And I'm very well

Oh golly, oh
and lie on the couch
With a bit of posh
Burnham-on-Crouch
My given is Dickie
I come from
And I ain't a

So, you ask and Vicky
Billericay Dickie
I ain't an effing
You ask Joyce and
I'm very well