Luyện nghe bài hát One White Duck

A one, two, three.
There's a on the skyline, to wish me on my way -
And there's a note on the telephone - roses on a tray.
And the stretching right out to us all, as I pull on my old
wings - One White Duck on wall.
it just too damn real? One White Duck on your wall.
One Duck on wall.

I'll catch a ride on your violin - strung your bow.
And I'll float on your melody - sing your soft and low.
There's a picture-view to say that I called.
You can see from the fireplace, One White on your wall.
Isn't it just too damn real? One Duck on your wall.
One Duck on wall.

So fly away Peter and fly away Paul - from the finger-tip of
contentment.
The long restless rustle of high boots calls.
And I'm bound to deceive you after all.
Something must be wrong with me and my - if I'm so patently
unrewarding.
But my dreams are for dreaming and left that way - and my zero to your
power of ten nothing at all.

There's no double-lock there's no chain on my door.
And I'm for consultation,
But remember your way in is also my way out, and love's four-letter is
no compensation.

Well, I'm the Black Ace dog handler: I'm a waiter on - so don't you
jump to your conclusion -
I'm up to my deaf ears in cold breakfast trays -
To be before I can dine on your sweet Sunday lunch confusion.