Luyện nghe bài hát It's Not Cricket

She used to do a topless down at the Docks
tassels on her whatsits she did a t'riffic job
Of raising all the eyebrows of lunchtime mob

She with all the tossers who kick about a ball
They say club's the greatest and she has kissed them all
At the Arndale Center, she's up the wall

I can't name names 'cause that's not
I can't name names would put me in it
But that's story in the finish

I saw them at the pictures a heap of love
He had so women but only classy stuff
I saw him at the clinic, a card up his cuff

One holiday in Bognor a stag hit the town
The groom is in the car park with his trousers
But that's another that won't be going round

I can't names 'cause that's not cricket
I can't names that would put me in it
But that's story in the finish

The Deptford had a beano to Southend for the
With 40 crates of lager, to see the lights
The got home for their breakfast pissed out of minds

This gave me the minces so I asked her for a dance
And in the death I her and so I took a chance
And I went to touch her, she tried to break my arm

I can't name names that's not cricket
I can't names that would put me in it
But that's another story in the