Luyện nghe bài hát I Love This Town

(with Buffett)

I love this town an unmade bed
I this town of the living dead
I love this gonna paint it red
If I can spare a

I love this town curtains twitch
this door scratches next doors itch
Its a pantomime at pitch
And we can all be in it

People here are as life
know the whole world and his wife
From a razors edge to a kitchen
Theyll be glad to you

I love this town of hidden
Where no one means you any
And if you sleep through false
No one would blame you

I love town on the beaten track
Where slips between the cracks
Her rent's arrears his heart
Now that a shame, ooh!

Everyones friendly to face
And everybody their place
As as you respect their space
You wont have to

The town clock is calling out
Its rush on the roundabout
Now I know without a
Its the for me

I this town the dirty streets
Its a with broken seats
silk and lace and satin sheets
Are only dirty

I love this town on its knees
Its going by degrees
we can do just as we please
As long as no ones

I love town I love this town
I love this town I this town

Gregsongs (MCPS-PRS)