Luyện nghe bài hát Budapest

I think she was a middle-distance
(The wasn't clear)
Could be a budding stately
International competition in a

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

We had to cozy up in the old
Dusting off the mandolins and on the gear
She was helping out at the
Stopping hearts and beer

Yes, and her legs on for ever
Like staring up at
a wisp of cotton panty
Along a skin of satin sea, hot night in

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

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

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

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

Hey, Budapest, cha, cha, cha
Let's her now
I I saw her at the late night restaurant
She would have sent blue shivers down the

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

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