Luyện nghe bài hát The Brits

Well that Brits night was so fucking
Past the of yes, yes, Charlene
Coke in the till seven in the morning
the wrong way and we end up brawling
When I had a bit of beef with you who
And I fucked a few female or two
Nearly everything I said I'd end screwed
Spitting at the paps, looking rude in the
Oh yes, you're still rocking the best
Second person in my to have touched a breast
I'm forty now and I'm still impressed
Here's the midlife crisis I
Oh, I recall taking in the of it all

I'm still for an answer through the looking grass
not concentrating at the back of the class
No thanks, Sir, one's for you
It's like a VD only pricks are in it
So dull and professional and timid
To be frank, Sir, I this showbiz chancer
I still want to get by you, right

Now I know I've got fat, but no mistake
Every that I make they bake me a cake
So I've got plenty, a and twenty
Wear clothes of tweed like Gentry
I still to get you naked
I'll see you in the summer, so glad you make it
I'll be that white thing, fast as lightning
A shape but twice as frightening
If they can't be bothered I promise you this
If they won't you then I'll do my fucking best

Still looking for an answer the looking grass
Still not concentrating at the back of the
No thanks, Sir, one's for you
It's like a VD clinic: only are in it
So fucking corporate and professional and
To be frank, Sir, I prefer this showbiz
I want to get laid by you

Would you let me lay you down right
Would you let me

Still looking for an through the looking grass
Still not concentrating at the of the class
No thanks, Sir, this for you
It's a VD clinic: only pricks are in it
So dull and professional and timid
To be frank, Sir, I prefer showbiz chancer

I'm still looking for an answer through the looking
Still not at the back of the class
No thanks, Sir, this for you
Its like a VD clinic: pricks are in it
So fucking and professional and timid
To be frank, Sir, I prefer this showbiz