Luyện nghe bài hát Said She Was a Dancer

She said, she was a
If I it, it was my business
She surely knew a thing or two about
to the bar we hit the samovar
She slipped right through my fingers
It was outside and in her soul

Well, maybe you're a
And maybe I'm the King of Old
I thought it through best to let the roll
I wouldn't say I've never heard that before
And my frozen little
But if dream is good
Why not share it the nights are cold?

Hey Moscow, your story?
Lady, your time, don't hurry
Maybe a student of the agricultural
Hey Moscow, your name?
If you don't want to say, worry
It would probably be for me to make it scan

her phrase book in the silk soft hand
She in riddles while the vodka listened
I said, "Let me up love, if I might be so bold"
She was the nearest thing to and roll
side of the velvet curtain
That separates eastern steel from western

Hey Miss Moscow, what's your
You needn't aloud, just whisper
Am I just the thing to an Englishman?
You've seen me in magazines or maybe on state television
I'm your but you won't take me out the can

She said, she was a dancer, so she did

She said, she was a
If I it, it was my business
It felt like a merry that I was being led
So I one kiss, it was a near miss
She looked at me like I was Jack, the
She in close, "Goodnight", was all she said
So I took off to bed