Luyện nghe bài hát Squabs on Forty Fab

(difford/tilbrook)

I've come across the
To greet you a smile
My looks so tired
It's hardly my while
To you of my travels
Across the golden
I see preparations
Invite me to feast
Take me I'm
Because dreams are of this
there'll be
A in your...

The send signals
From the rocks above the
The take positions
In the bushes and the
The squaw is the corporal
She is tied the tree
She doesn't the language
It's the she don't need
She lets loose all the
When the is asleep
And he wakes to find the fire's
And arrows in his
And davy rides around
And says cool for cats

(cool for cats...)

I thought it would happen
With me and the from clapham
Out on a windy
night I ain't forgotten
When she out the rations
With some or 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 is love

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

(instrumental "separate beds")

The case was pulled under the bed
She a call to a sympathetic friend
And arrangements
The door was closed there was a
I be bothered
I'll choke
No engagements

With have you beens
And faraway
Trying to be
By not being
And in the bar
The piano found
Another nail for my

If you ever change your
Which you do from time to
chew a pickle
With a little and tickle
You have to throw the
To get the to ripple

on the lino
Woke me a shake
I looked to find her but she'd gone
Goodbye