Luyện nghe bài hát Squabs on Forty Fab

(difford/tilbrook)

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

The send signals
From the rocks above the
The take 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 don't
She lets loose all the
When the corporal is
And he wakes to find the dead
And arrows in his
And crockett rides around
And says it's cool for

(cool for cats...)

I never thought it would
With me and the girl clapham
Out on a common
night I ain't forgotten
When she out the rations
some or other passions
I you are a lady
Perhaps she I may be

my ring by the soap
Now is that
You cleaned me out you could say
Now is love?
The better better it gets
The more these forget
That that is

But behind the
My holiday's
And I feel william tell
marian on her tiptoed feet
Pulling mussels a shell

(instrumental "separate beds")

The was pulled from under the bed
She a call to a sympathetic friend
And arrangements
The door was closed was a note
I be bothered
Maybe choke
No engagements

With where you beens
And faraway
to be good
By not being
And in the bar
The man's found
Another for my heart

If you change your mind
you do from 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 looked around to her but she'd gone
Goodbye