Luyện nghe bài hát In The Middle Of The Night

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

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

As as a breeze
With an arm full of
On his and knees
Dreams about the scare

there George, newsagent on the corner
How's the old car, yes the getting warmer
Chatty old as you get your morning paper
Read about the knicker thief, underwear
Bids you "Good day", as you wander out the
Never closes early, always the floor

But darkness hits the town
And there's washing on your
Get your down
Before the sign

the clock strikes eight
And snuggled up in bed
be at the garden gate
Filling with dread

Nice man George, on the corner
He was today, maybe gone to mow the lawn
I had to go down the road to get me current bun
"Hello that George on page one?"
No it be, but yes it is
Difficult to see from these

But are after him
Of that you can be
They've called him on the
They've knocked on his

But gone away
to stay with some mates
He got the early
And saw his own