Luyện nghe bài hát I've Grown Accustomed to Her Face [From My Fair Lady]

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Grown to her looks
Oh I, I've grown, grown accustomed to her

I've accustomed to her face
She almost makes the day
grown accustomed to the tune
She whistles night and

Her smiles, her frowns, her ups and her
Are second to me now
(Second nature)
Like out and breathing in
(Breathing out and in)

I was serenely independent and content we met
I could always be that way again and yet
I've grown to her looks
Accustomed to her voice, accustomed to her

Grown accustomed to her
Grown to her voice

I've grown to her face
She almost makes the day
(Day begin)
I've used to hear her say
"Good morning", day

Her joys, her woes, her highs, her
Are second to me now
(Second nature)
Like out and breathing in
(Breathing out and in)

I'm so grateful she's a woman and so to forget
Rather like a habit one can always and yet
I've grown accustomed to the of something in the air
to her face

Grown to her looks
accustomed to her trace
I've grown accustomed to her
Grown to her face

She's second to me now
Like out and breathing in
(Breathing out and in)

I was serenely independent and before we met
Surely I could always be that way and yet
grown accustomed to her looks
Accustomed to her voice, I've accustomed to her

Her
(I believe)
Her
(How I love her)
Her
Her

(I'm to you, baby)
Her
Her
(Because your love that me crazy)
Her
Her

Grown accustomed to her
(You know I realize)
Grown to her face
(I got to it by my side)
Grown accustomed to her
(I be, be your ornament)
Grown to her trace
('Cause I love you, baby, please my hand)

Grown accustomed to her
(I'll be to you each and everyday)
Grown to her face
(I've accustomed)
accustomed to her looks
Grown to her trace

(Can't live if the livin' is you)
Grown to her voice
Grown to her face
(Can't give, live anymore)