Luyện nghe bài hát One (finale)

One singular
little step he takes.
One combination
move that he makes.
One smile and suddenly nobody will do;
You know you'll be lonely with you know who.
One moment in his
And you can the rest.
For the guy is second
To none,
Son.
Ooooh! Sigh! Give him attention.
Do...I...really have to
He's the
She walks a room
And you

un-
Commonly rare, unique,
Peripatetic, and chic.

She into a room
And you from her
pose, effortless whirl,
She's the girl.
Stroll-ing,
Can't, help,
All of her extol-ling.
Loaded with is my
Jauntily sauntering, shambler.
She walks into a
And you you must
Shuffle along, the parade.
She's the of making the grade.
is whatcha call
Trav-ling.
Oh, strut stuff!
get enough
Of her.
her.
I'm a son of a gun,
She is one of a
Kind...
[Boys & parts simultaneously]

One singular
Every step she takes.
One combination
Every move she makes.
One smile and suddenly nobody else do;
You know never be lonely with you know who.

One moment in her
And you can the rest.
For the girl is second
To none,
Son.
Ooooh! Sigh! her your attention.
Do...I...really to mention?
She's the

She walks a room
And you know her
pose, effortless whirl,
She's the girl.
Stroll-ing,
Can't, help,
All of her extol-ling.
Loaded with is my
Jauntily sauntering, shambler.
She walks a room
And you you must
Shuffle along, the parade.
the quintessence of making the grade.
This is call
Trav-ling.
Oh, your stuff!
Can't get
Of her.
her.
I'm a son of a gun,
She is one of a
Kind...

One singular
Every little she takes.
One thrilling
move that she makes.
One smile and nobody else will do;
You know you'll never be lonely you know who.
One in her presence
And you can the rest.
For the is second best
To none,
Son.
Ooooh! Sigh! Give her attention.
Do...I...really to mention?
the...
the...
the...
One!