Luyện nghe bài hát Squabs on Forty Fab

(difford/tilbrook)

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

The send signals
From the rocks the pass
The cowboys take
In the and the grass
The is with the corporal
She is tied against the
She doesn't mind the
It's the she don't need
She lets all the horses
When the is asleep
And he wakes to find the dead
And arrows in his
And davy crockett around
And says it's cool for

(cool for cats...)

I never thought it would
With me and the from clapham
Out on a common
That night I forgotten
When she dealt out the
some or other passions
I said you are a
she said I may be

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

But the chalet
My holiday's
And I feel like tell
Maid on her tiptoed feet
Pulling from a shell

(instrumental "separate beds")

The case was pulled from the bed
She made a to a sympathetic friend
And made
The door was closed there was a
I be bothered
Maybe I'll
No more

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

If you ever your mind
Which you do from time to
chew a pickle
With a little and tickle
You to throw the stone
To get the pool to

on the lino
Woke me with a
I looked around to her but she'd gone
girl