Luyện nghe bài hát Swiss Cottage Manoeuvres

On a Christmas cake day one in August
In a in Charing Cross Road
I first set eyes on a girl and at I did know
She had eyes like a poet and hair like a
the lights that did glow
And the sadness she in her eyes, struck my senses a blow

And so as by chance at the of a glance
We could find out in the road
With no crush of time to us and no place to go
And I couldn't say how, but the bar crowd
Had appeared through the that broke
And she said, "Oh my father's a in St Albans, you know"

"Oh well, then I could help you
You know St. Albans is miles away
And I've got a room in Cottage
In you could stay"

She laughed, "Oh I do that
For I've got to be up in the you see"
So I rang up to find out the first morning train she take
And so in the gloom of a candlelit
With spaghetti, two and a plate
She said "Oh, I really would like to be and escape"

"Oh well, if it's like that, you have to go back
And perfectly welcome to stay"
"But I've not school yet"
She as she got into bed

And so as she and the pure morning crept
Through the windows to her away
I thought you can't make people be what you want to be
I could see my self to a dormitory tale
Of a night's escapade
And just yesterday she had like a woman to me

And so like a child the sleep in her eyes
Where the of age had once been
She left on the train with a 'See You Again' and a
And I couldn't say I had won or I lost
Or even just what I had
But when I'm alone I think of her once in awhile