Luyện nghe bài hát Squabs on Forty Fab

(difford/tilbrook)

I've across the desert
To you with a smile
My camel looks so
hardly worth my while
To tell you of my
Across the golden
I see your
Invite me to feast
Take me I'm
dreams are made of this
Forever be
A in your...

The indians signals
the rocks above the pass
The cowboys positions
In the bushes and the
The squaw is with the
She is against the tree
She doesn't the language
It's the beating she need
She lets all the horses
When the corporal is
And he wakes to find the dead
And in his hats
And davy crockett around
And says it's for cats

(cool for cats...)

I thought it would happen
With me and the from clapham
Out on a common
That night I forgotten
When she dealt out the
With or other passions
I you are a lady
Perhaps she I may be

Left my by the soap
Now is that
You me out you could say broke
Now is love?
The better better it gets
The these girls forget
That that is

But behind the
My complete
And I feel like william
Maid marian on her tiptoed
Pulling mussels a shell

(instrumental "separate beds")

The case was from under the bed
She made a to a sympathetic friend
And arrangements
The door was closed was a note
I couldn't be
I'll choke
No more

With where have you
And frowns
Trying to be
By not 'round
And in the bar
The man's found
nail for my heart

If you ever change mind
Which you do time to time
Never chew a
With a little slap and
You have to throw the
To get the to ripple

Sunlight on the
me with a shake
I around to find her but she'd gone
girl