Luyện nghe bài hát Squabs on Forty Fab

(difford/tilbrook)

I've come across the
To greet you with a
My looks so tired
hardly worth my while
To you of my travels
the golden east
I see your
Invite me first to
Take me I'm
Because dreams are of this
there'll be
A in your...

The send signals
From the above the pass
The take positions
In the and the grass
The squaw is with the
She is against the tree
She doesn't the language
It's the beating she need
She loose all the horses
the corporal is asleep
And he to find the fire's dead
And in his hats
And davy crockett around
And says it's cool for

(cool for cats...)

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

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

But behind the
My holiday's
And I like william tell
Maid marian on her feet
mussels from a shell

(instrumental "separate beds")

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

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

If you ever your mind
you do from time to time
Never a pickle
With a slap and tickle
You have to the stone
To get the pool to

on the lino
Woke me a shake
I looked around to find her but gone
Goodbye