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, grown, grown accustomed to her voice

I've grown 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 nature to me now
(Second nature)
breathing out and breathing in
(Breathing out and in)

I was independent and content before we met
Surely I always 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 accustomed to her
She makes the day begin
(Day begin)
I've gotten 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 a woman and so easy to forget
Rather like a habit one can always and yet
I've grown accustomed to the of something in the air
Accustomed to her

Grown accustomed to her
accustomed to her trace
I've accustomed to her voice
accustomed to her face

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

I was serenely and content before we met
Surely I could always be way again and yet
I've grown accustomed to her
to her voice, I've accustomed to her face

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

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

(Can't if the livin' is without you)
Grown to her voice
Grown to her face
(Can't give, live anymore)