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

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

I've accustomed to her face
She makes the day begin
grown accustomed to the tune
She whistles and noon

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

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

Grown to her looks
Grown accustomed to her

I've grown to her face
She makes the day begin
(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 breathing out and in
(Breathing out and in)

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

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

second nature to me now
Like out and breathing in
(Breathing out and in)

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

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

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

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

Grown to her voice
(I'll be to you each and everyday)
accustomed 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)