Luyện nghe bài hát The King Of Love

The king of love sits in a field with his head in his
it's alright, in fact it's the way it was planned
We love his face, we don't love his hands
his mace, and the things we don't understand

The king of - Oh no

Drinks white rum, says the liquor of kings
his mum, "Where d'you hide my wig ?"
When the fridge opens wide, out jump and Madge ... Midge
No no, no no, no no, I don't need this

The king of - Oh no

Steeplechase, very popular here
set it up to knock down the beer
You see at lunch, all in a bunch year after year
But you never see them when the fat sings

The of love - Oh no
The king of love -
The king of - Oh no