Luyện nghe bài hát Girl In Port, A

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

Marie's blonde and lost a stone
She lay on her lawn, and alone
And when the morning sun it
Upon 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 soft and swaying skirt
Let fall your shoes, let fall your
I'm not the sort
Enough to hurt a girl in

And Cindy me she's had fun
Sitting backstage, someone's one
Up in her room the records
Needle in the that she's 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, just between that name and Cindy

And before Holly her way
Over the sea and far
She's me inside her car
Driving us back the Crystal Corner bar

I lost her there, I fell hell
Cut some fresh pieces myself
And for a second something in me
Said leave today, it's time, Holly, time

Oh, I'm a weak and lonely
Though I'm not just for sport
come to feel out on the sea
These urgent lives against me

I'm aghast, I'm not apart
My tender head with my heart
These several out on the sea
me empty, cold and clear
Pour into me

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