Luyện nghe bài hát Inbetweener

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

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

He dreams of a roller, she dreams of a getaway

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

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

He dreams of a roller, she dreams of a fast

He's not a prince, not a king
not a work of art or anything
It no sense another year
(No sense, year)
kind of A to Z would get you here?
He's special, she's not too smart
He studies fashion, she art
I think, I told you right the start
You were my inbetween
my inbetween

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