Luyện nghe bài hát In The Middle Of The Night

Nice man George, newsagent on the
Not rich, but never any poorer
old George, a happy sixty-three
Not tall, but healthier than me
He whistles timeless
As he saunters the street
Springs in his and elastic in his feet

But in the of the night
He steals your garden
Gives hosiery a fright
And doesn't say

As soft as a
With an arm of underwear
On his hands and
about the knicker scare

Hello there George, on the corner
How's the old car, yes the getting warmer
Chatty old George as you get your paper
Read the knicker thief, underwear taker
Bids you "Good day", as you out the door
Never closes early, always cleans the

But when hits the town
And there's washing on line
Get knickers down
Before the dreaded

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

man George, newsagent 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 isn't that on page one?"
No it be, but yes it is
to see from these photofits

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

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