Luyện nghe bài hát Girl In Port, A

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

Marie's blonde and lost a stone
She lay on her lawn, spun and
And the morning sun it rose
Upon Marie and her clothes

Well, it lit her up, and she around
The streets of Camden Town
Well, she don't who she wants to be
And if I knew I'd Marie

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

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

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

And Holly made her way
Over the sea and far
telling me inside her car
Driving us from the Crystal Corner bar

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

Oh, I'm a weak and sort
I'm not sailing just for sport
I've to feel out on the sea
urgent lives press against me

I'm just aghast, I'm not
My head with my easy heart
several years out on the sea
Made me empty, and clear
Pour into me

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