Luyện nghe bài hát Swiss Cottage Manoeuvres

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

And so as by chance at the of a glance
We find ourselves out in the road
With no crush of time to defeat us and no to go
And I couldn't say how, but the bar crowd
Had appeared through the that broke
And she said, "Oh my a judge 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 couldn't do
For got to be up in the morning you see"
So I rang up to find out the first morning train she take
And so in the of a candlelit room
With spaghetti, two forks and a
She said "Oh, I really would like to be and escape"

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

And so as she slept and the pure morning
Through the windows to take her
I thought you make people be what you want them to be
I could see my self nailed to a tale
Of a night's escapade
And just she had seemed 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 You Again' and a smile
And I couldn't say I had won or I lost
Or even just I had seen
But I'm alone I just think of her once in awhile