Luyện nghe bài hát Girl In Port, A

Let fall your and swaying skirt
Let your shoes, let fall your shirt
I'm not the lady-killing
to hurt a girl in port

Marie's gone blonde and a stone
She lay on her lawn, and alone
And when the sun it rose
Marie and her lacy clothes

Well, it lit her up, and she walked
The winding streets of Town
Well, she know who she wants to be
And if I I'd tell Marie

Let fall your soft and skirt
Let fall shoes, let fall your shirt
I'm not the lady-killing
Enough to hurt a girl in

And Cindy tells me had fun
Sitting backstage, someone's one
Up in her room the spin
Needle in the grooves that worn thin

Well, she lifts her sleeve and she sees a
And got a smile on her face
And got a story you can't see
Well, that's just between name and Cindy

And Holly made her way
Over the sea and far
She's telling me her car
Driving us back from the Corner bar

I lost her there, I fell from
Cut some fresh pieces from
And then for a second in me
Said today, it's time, Holly, it's time

Oh, I'm a weak and lonely
Though I'm not sailing just for
I've to feel out on the sea
These lives press against me

I'm aghast, I'm not apart
My tender with my easy heart
These several out on the sea
Made me empty, cold and
yourself into me

Let fall your and swaying skirt
Let fall your shoes, let your shirt
I'm not the lady-killing
Enough to hurt the in port