Luyện nghe bài hát Punch & Judy

Washing machine, dream stripped the gloss from a beauty queen
and judy, judy, judy
Found our nest in the daily express, met the vicar in a vest
Punch and judy, punch and
up the children, church of e, now I vegetate with a color tv
Worst ever thing happened to me, oh for d-i-v-o-r-c-e
Oh

happened to pillow fights?
Whatever to jeans so tight? friday nights?
Whatever happened to lover's
Whatever to passion games? sunday walks in the pouring rain?

Punch, punch, punch and
Punch, punch,

Curling tongs,
I got a headache baby, don't so long
Single beds, middle age dread, the war in the waistlands spread
Who the cap off the toothpaste tube, who forgot to flush the loo?
Leave your sweaty socks the door
Don't across my polished floor.
Oh

Whatever happened to smiles?
Whatever happened to wicked permissive styles?
Whatever happened to eyes?
Whatever to hard fast drives? compliments on unnatural size?

Punch, punch, and judy
Punch, punch,

Propping up a bar, family car, sweating out a as a balding clerk
and judy
World war three, suburbanshee, just slip her these pills and I'll be
No more judy, judy, no more