Luyện nghe bài hát Crinsk Dee Night

Brian Matthew: The next few minutes, we're in the lap of the gods and the hands of the Beatles. In my young days, when I was a lad, they used to have actors in films and now they--
Paul:
Hey! Listen!
Paul: all changed, now, Brian. They're not doing that, no actors.
John: all changed, now.
Brian: But this is what I wonder. In those days, the actors to say their best bits were left on the cutting room floor. Did you find that?
John: No, no, no, those were the bits in the film. You should have seen the rest.
Brian:
Rubbish!
Brian: Was it,
John: worse, yes.
Who was worst?
Oh, Paul.
I see.
Paul: I think was about the worst.
No, it was you.
Paul: Oh, Ringo was good. He was. He's a good lad.
Brian: He was. They're saying he's a new Chaplin. Do you think that's right?
He was miming.
Paul: You, too, Jason.
John: Oh, yes, he's an old one. Okay,
Brian: Beginning to look that. Now, then--
Ringo: All right, John. Can you me?
Paul: Can you hear Hello!
Brian: Not really. I not. I hope not!
John: We you the flowers, Ring.
He's not allowed to talk.
Eh?
John: We you the flowers.
Oh, good.
And the grapes.
Oh, I like grapes.
Paul: He grapes.
George: We've to Portugal.
Brian: Guess who's, guess top of the pops in Portugal, then.
Who?
Los Beatles.
John: Los Beatles? Great, laugh.
Brian: I don't suppose you know the title of your in Portuguese?
John: No. dee Night?
Brian: Could be. Let's hear the number, we?
Right.