Luyện nghe bài hát Squabs on Forty Fab

(difford/tilbrook)

I've come the desert
To greet you a smile
My camel looks so
It's hardly my while
To tell you of my
Across the east
I see your
Invite me first to
Take me I'm
dreams are made of this
Forever be
A in your...

The send signals
the rocks above the pass
The take positions
In the bushes and the
The squaw is the corporal
She is against the tree
She doesn't the language
It's the beating she need
She loose all the horses
When the corporal is
And he to find the fire's dead
And arrows in his
And crockett rides around
And says it's for cats

(cool for cats...)

I never it would happen
me and the girl from clapham
Out on a common
night I ain't forgotten
When she dealt out the
With some or passions
I you are a lady
she said I may be

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

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

(instrumental "separate beds")

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

With where have you
And frowns
to be good
By not being
And in the bar
The piano found
Another nail for my

If you ever change your
you do from time to time
Never chew a
With a slap and tickle
You have to the stone
To get the to ripple

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