Luyện nghe bài hát January Git

I still in Sunday
As a day of rest
And maybe it's because I'm an
That I like best

Still who so are you to tell me I'm Fred
But don't let that worry son
For when he up and gets blown out of here
Have yourself bomb

Now Maisie
Maisie and on my will be
Both of whom are here now by
Our good U.V.I.P.

Whose conjectural I'd recommend
Only if you like jazz
Intermingled with an of U double K
of eastern Razzmatazz

Close your and the door
Don't
If you do I it you
Know to expect

Still who so are you to me I'm alright, Fred
But don't let that worry son
For when he grows up and gets out of here
Have yourself a really yearly
Non-de-plume Atomic

tired one degree under, oh
What you need is up so off you go
(Get up you know)

mundane conjectural I'd recommend
Only if you like jazz
Intermingled an ounce of U double K
Full of eastern without a doubting Thomas
Polynesian