Luyện nghe bài hát Squabs on Forty Fab

(difford/tilbrook)

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

The indians send
From the rocks above the
The cowboys positions
In the and the grass
The is with the corporal
She is tied the tree
She mind the language
the beating she don't need
She lets loose all the
When the corporal is
And he wakes to find the fire's
And in his hats
And davy crockett around
And says it's cool for

(cool for cats...)

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

Left my by the soap
Now is that
You me out you could say broke
Now is that
The better better it gets
The these girls forget
That is love

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

(instrumental "separate beds")

The was pulled from under the bed
She made a call to a friend
And made
The was closed there was a note
I be bothered
Maybe choke
No more

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

If you ever change mind
Which you do from time to
Never a pickle
With a little slap and
You to throw the stone
To get the to ripple

on the lino
Woke me with a
I looked around to find her but gone
girl