Luyện nghe bài hát Piccadilly

She's not a picture above somebody's
She sits in a with a purple hair dryer
She to get even with me

She hooks up her and puts on her jumper
Explains that she'll be late to a mother
She meets me in

A begging folk singer stands tall by the
His song relays worlds of most intentions
A fiver a ten P in his hat for

She talks about office, she talks dresses
seen one she fancies her smile is impressing
So maybe treat her someday

We queue among strangers and strange
Love's on the lips of all of engagements
All queuing to see play

A man behind me talks to his lady
He's happy that she is expecting his
His wife won't be pleased but she's not been lately

The girl was so we left in a hurry
in the rain for an Indian curry
At the candle lit Taj

My lips to a napkin, I for a taxi
The invite of eyes it tense but relaxed me
My mind took a devious

The cab took us home through a night I'd not
The neon club lights of adult and Trini Lopez
My arm love but my acting was hopeless

We crept like two thieves from the kettle to the
We kissed to the of the silence that we'd hired
Now captured, your love in my

A opened slightly a voice spoke in worry
Mum went to bed without of the curry
Our love made its advance

Adam and Eve we took bite on the apple
Loose change in my pocket, it started to
Her heart like a gun was just half of the
Heart like a gun was just half of the

Like Adam and Eve we took on the apple
Heart like a gun was just of the battle
Loose change in my it started to rattle

Heart a gun was just half of the battle
Her like a gun was just half of the battle
Heart like a gun was just of the battle

Adam and Eve we took bite on the apple
Heart like a gun was half of the battle
Loose change in my it started to rattle

Heart like a gun was just of the battle
Her heart like a gun was just half of the
Heart a gun was just half of the battle