Luyện nghe bài hát In The Middle Of The Night

Nice man George, newsagent on the
Not very rich, but any poorer
Jaunty old George, a sixty-three
Not very tall, but than me
He timeless tunes
As he down the street
in his legs and elastic in his feet

But in the middle of the
He through your garden
Gives your hosiery a
And say pardon

As soft as a
With an arm full of
On his hands and
Dreams about the scare

Hello there George, newsagent on the
How's the old car, yes the climate's warmer
Chatty old George as you get morning paper
Read about the knicker thief, underwear
you "Good day", as you wander out the door
Never closes early, cleans the floor

But darkness hits the town
And washing on your line
Get knickers down
the dreaded sign

When the clock eight
And you're up in bed
He'll be at the garden
Filling underwear with

Nice man George, newsagent on the
He was closed today, maybe gone to mow the
I had to go further down the to get me current bun
"Hello isn't that George on one?"
No it be, but yes it is
Difficult to see from photofits

But they are him
Of you can be sure
They've called him on the
knocked on his door

But he's gone
Gone to stay some mates
He got the papers
And saw his own