Luyện nghe bài hát In The Middle Of The Night

Nice man George, on the corner
Not very rich, but never any
Jaunty old George, a sixty-three
Not very tall, but healthier me
He whistles timeless
As he down the street
Springs in his legs and elastic in his

But in the of the night
He through your garden
your hosiery a fright
And say pardon

As as a breeze
With an arm of underwear
On his hands and
Dreams about the scare

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

But darkness hits the town
And there's washing on line
Get your knickers
Before the dreaded

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

Nice man George, newsagent on the
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 photofits

But they are him
Of that you can be
They've him on the phone
They've on his door

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