Luyện nghe bài hát Portobello Belle

Belladonna's on the street
Her breasts the off beat
And the stalls are the side shows
old clothes

And yes her jeans are now
She gonna travel now
She got to tear up all her now
She got the turn up on the now

She thinks she's
She ain't no rose
Oh, but the singer
He's seen and he knows

Yes, and he do a
About a long gone Irish
Oh, but I got one for you
My belle

She sees a man his back there
Escaping a sack there
And lingers
Her gloves they got no

Yeah, the man singing the Irish
He get his in a tin dish
Just a corner
a time he could have made her, made her

Yeah, she thinks she's
She ain't no English
Oh, but the singer
He's seen enough and he

Yes, and he do a
a long gone Irish girl
Oh, but I got one for you
My portobello

Yes, and barrow boys are hawking
And a is squawking
a truck there's a rhino
She get the crying of a

And then she get the rumble
Belladonna's in the
But she is no flower
There is no distress in the

Oh, belladonna
Belladonna taking a
Oh, but she don't about your window box
Or button hole

Yes, and she a song
About a long Irish girl
Oh, but I got one for you
Portobello

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