Luyện nghe bài hát Calendars And Clock

Pretty pendent, of joy
Return the to the boy
Resent past, repent at last
We are lines on a map

Calenders &
And hickory

a feeling that feels okay
Find to blow it away
Who are you and who am I
Please ask me, I'll break down and cry

& clocks
And docks

Nothing more the sea shells on the sea shore
Nothing more than the bell that rings no more
Nothing more than the behind the closed door
more than the rich the penniless poor
Nothing more, no nothing

Calendars, clocks and docks
(Tick tock, tock)
Calendars, clocks and docks, yeah
(Tick tock, tock)

Calendars, clocks and hickory
(Tick tock, tock)
Calendars, clocks and docks, yeah
(Tick tock, tock)

Calendars, clocks and hickory
(Tick tock, tock)
Calendars, clocks and hickory docks,
(Tick tock, tock)

Calendars, clocks and hickory
(Tick tock, tock)
Calendars, and hickory docks, yeah
(Tick tock, tock)

Calendars, and hickory docks
(Tick tock, tock)
Calendars, clocks and docks, yeah
(Tick tock, tock)

Calendars, clocks and hickory
(Tick tock, tock)
Calendars, clocks and hickory docks,
(Tick tock, tock)

Calendars, clocks and docks
(Tick tock, tock)
Calendars, clocks and hickory
(Tick tock, tock)