Luyện nghe bài hát Put on Your Sunday Clothes

Out
a world outside of yonkers
Way out beyond this hick town, barnaby
There's a town, barnaby
Out
of shine and full of sparkle
Close your and see it glisten, barnaby
Listen, barnaby...
Put on sunday clothes,
lots of world out there
Get out the and dime cigars
We're gonna find adventure in the air
in white in a perfumed night
Where the are bright as the stars!
Put on your sunday clothes, we're gonna ride through
In one of those new open cars

Cornelius &
We'll see the shows at
And we'll close the town in a
And we won't come until we've a girl!

Put on sunday clothes when you feel down and out
down the street and have your picture took
Dressed like a dream your spirits seem to turn
sunday shine is a certain sign
That you feel as as you look!

Dolly &
Beneath your parasol, the world is all a
That makes you feel new down to your toes

Dolly, ambrose, cornelius, &
Get out your feathers, your leathers
Your beads and and bows
For there's no monday in your sunday...
No monday in sunday...
No monday in sunday clothes!

Townspeople,
Put on your sunday clothes when you feel and out
Strut down the street and have picture took

Dolly,townspeople,
Dressed like a dream your spirits seem to about
That sunday shine is a certain
That you feel as as you look!

Beneath your parasol, the world is all a

That makes you feel new down to your toes
Get out your
Your patent
Your and buckles and bows
For there's no blue monday in your clothes!

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Put on your clothes when you feel down and out
Strut down the street and have picture took

Dressed like a dream your spirits seem to turn

Townspeople,
sunday shine is a certain sign
That you feel as as you look!
Beneath your bowler brim the world's a simple
A lovely lilt that makes you tilt nose
Get out your slickers, your knickers
Your red and hose
For there's no blue monday in your clothes!

Ermengarde, smiling. no man wants a little ninny!
do a turn, let me see!
Mr.hackl, mr.tucker don't irene and minnie,
Just forget you ever heard a from me!
All aboard!

All aboard!

All aboard!

All aboard!

Aboaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaard!

All aboard! all aboard! all aboard! all aboard!

Put on sunday clothes there's lots of world out there
Put on your cravat and patent shoes
We're gonna adventure in the evening air

To town we'll trot to a smokey
the girls are hot as a fuse!

Wow

Put on your silk high hat and at the turned up
We'll wear a hand made suede buttoned glove

We wanna new york by storm!

When Charlie
At pastor's
And this I'm of
we won't come home
No we won't come
No we won't come home until we in love!