Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday's Best

Times are tough for babies
Send the and the navy
Beat up strangers who funny
Take their greasy foreign
Skin shop, red leather, hot
Be prepared for the sign
Bridal books, rings
And other little things

Standing in your socks and
Better get it off chest
Every day is just like the but Sunday's best

Stylish slacks to suit pocket
Back and picture lockets
towns and sleeper trains
To the dogs and down the
Major and ladies smalls
Hearts of oak and long calls
Continental
At death's door with life

in your socks and vest
Better get it off your
Every day is just like the rest but Sunday's

Sunday's best, Sunday's
When your in the minus
And you from your shyness
You can to us whiners

Don't look now the bed
An arm, a leg and a severed
about the private lives
The songs of praise, the readers'
Listen to the people
Though you treat just like sheep
Put them all in boots and
Blame it all upon the

Standing in your socks and
Better get it off chest
Every day is just like the but Sunday's best
Sunday's best, best
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