Luyện nghe bài hát Thrupenny Tears

That reminds me of the time I
It's for sin and catholic guilt
Two years to the day
I had reason to

With her a shining shade
Of blond
Tales of and movement
Were told in and groan

But to put these thoughts in like theirs
Of the honest there'd be no trace
Just lying out

Meanwhile, I'm back in wonderland
A sorry sight with in hand
Pours his heart out till his
For girls is satisfied

Standing there ego
Proudly on
All the I'm thinking
Well, well, we go

Another perfect of greed
the house down to its knees
By dying out

One more dancer
Steptoe's son, a song and dance of

When I think of soap
And makes them so popular
The answer's
In front of my

Here our hero
In
And he's strutting to the
Of in the clowns'

And troops his true
When no around
And his tales
Are the best but

Putting to paper reads
Like a at fame and greed
Just crying out loud,

Yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah,