Luyện nghe bài hát Summer Sequence

THERE'S A FEW BOB IN YOUR
AND GOT GOOD FRIENDS,
AND IT THAT SUMMER'S NEVER COMING TO AN END
YOUNG, AND INNOCENT, YOU HAVEN'T GOT A CARE,
APART FROM DECIDIN' ON THE CLOTHES GONNA WEAR.
THE STREET'S INTO PARADISE,
THE RADIO'S DREAMS
YOU'RE INNOCENT, IMMORTAL, YOU'RE FIFTEEN.
AND WHO'D DARE TELL THE IN SPRING
WHAT THE LATER SEASONS BRING
TELL THE GIRL IN THE MIDDLE OF THE PAIR
THE SHE'LL HAVE TO PAY FOR JUST BEING THERE.

BUT LEAVE THEM ALONE, LET GO AND PLAY
THEY NOT FOR WHAT'S AT THE END OF THE DAY
FOR WHAT IS TO COME, FOR WHAT MIGHT BEEN
LIFE HAS NO ENDING YOU'RE SWEET SIXTEEN
AND YOUR FRIENDS ARE YOU TO TALK AWAY THE NIGHT
OR MRS WONG SWITCHES OFF THE CHIPPY LIGHT
THEN ALWAYS THE CORNER
AND THE LAMP'S GLARE
AN' HOUR TO SPEND, WITH YOUR FRIENDS, WITH HER,
TO SHARE YOUR LAST CIGARETTE AND YOUR DREAM
AT THE HOUR...

... AT

JUST ANOTHER FERRY BOAT, A TRIP TO THE BEACH
BUT POSSIBLE,
THE WITHIN YOUR REACH
AN' YOU DON'T EVEN NOTICE THE BOTTLES IN THE SAND
THE OIL IN THE WATER AND YOU CAN'T
HOW LIVING COULD BE ANYTHING THAN A DREAM
WHEN YOUNG, FREE AND INNOCENT...

... AND EIGHTEEN.

AND ONLY IF THE OF THEM COULD STAY LIKE THAT FOREVER,
AND ONLY IF WE COULD NO CHANGES IN THE WEATHER
AND ONLY IF WE DIDN'T IN LIFE, AS WELL AS DREAMS
AND ONLY IF WE STOP AND BE FOREVER,
EIGHTEEN.