Luyện nghe bài hát Inbetweener

Shopping for kicks, got the weekend to get
She's keeping the rain off her hairdo
She stops for a coffee, she at the waiter
He at his friends and they laugh at her later

He's cleaning the car on his dash driveway
New chamois leather, he got for his
He reads Harold Robbins, he flirts his neighbor
Ignores her at breakfast, reading the paper

He dreams of a roller, she dreams of a getaway

He's not a prince, he's not a
She's not a work of art or
It makes no another year
(No sense, year)
kind of A to Z would get you here?
He's nothing special, not too smart
He studies fashion, she art
I think I you, right from the start
You were just my inbetween, my inbetween
such an inbetweener

He went to the dream boys got tickets from Keith
his lifelong subscription to Penthouse
She goes the corner, she sees Harry Conway
She says to herself that she'll him on Monday

He dreams of a roller, she of a fast getaway

He's not a prince, he's not a
She's not a of art or anything
It makes no another year
(No sense, year)
What kind of A to Z get you here?
He's nothing special, not too smart
He studies fashion, she art
I think, I told you right the start
You were my inbetween
Just my

He's not a prince, not a king
She's not a work of art or
It no sense another year
What kind of A to Z get you here?
He's nothing special, not too smart
He doesn't listen, she doesn't
I think, I told you right the start
Now it's much too to ask me where I've been
You were just my