Luyện nghe bài hát Budapest

I she was a middle-distance runner
(The wasn't clear)
be a budding stately hero
International in a year

She was a good enough reason for a
(Well, you couldn't keep up on a hard mile)
she ran a perfect circle and she wore a perfect smile
In Budapest, hot night in

We had to cozy up in the old
off the mandolins and checking on the gear
She was out at the back-stage
Stopping and chilling beer

Yes, and her legs on for ever
Like up at infinity
Through a wisp of panty
a skin of satin sea, hot night in Budapest

You cut the heat, peel it back
With the wrong side of a
it blowing from the side fills
Feel like you were for your life
(If not the money)
Hot in Budapest

She bent down to the ice box
And stuffed some warm white wine in
Like some weird unearthly
Wearing T-shirt, pants and skin

You know, it rippled, just a of muscle
But the and me were heading west
So we left her to the late crew and a hot in Budapest
It was a hot night in

She didn't speak much language
(She speak much anyway)
She wouldn't make but she could make good sandwich
And she poured sweet wine we played

Hey, Budapest, cha, cha, cha
watch her now
I thought I saw her at the night restaurant
She would sent blue shivers down the wall

But she didn't grace our
In fact, she wasn't at all
Yes, and her legs went on
staring up at infinity

Her was spinning to the west-lands
And she care to be that night in Budapest
Hot in Budapest, hot night in Budapest
Hot night in Budapest, hot night in