Luyện nghe bài hát 'Till You Can't Tuck It In

Your figure like your
Gradually grows and
The clothes you thought that you'd shrunk
Their size just

When the that you thought of as yours
Just ups and
be happy with the weight
Of the partner that I

quick-step is slower
But your spirit's still out on the
And you can still it
'Cause you what your feet are free for
And love, my dear
'Til you tuck it in anymore, anymore

Your second gray came a month
the first
It make you better
But it didn't make you any worse

Your third gray hair
the fourth on your beard
Your fifth, sixth, seventh out
your nose and your ears

And I'll love you my
'Til you hide the gray anymore
Your distinguished looks
Am the ones young girls cannot
And love you, my partner
'Til the gray hairs floor, hairdressers floor

eighth and your ninth and your tenth
You just to the sky
Like the charge of the Brigade
Was you by

Your is slower
But your still out on the floor
it comes to raw beauty
You've a whorehouse waiting in store
Your corset has
Bid still always first to the drawer

And love you, my partner
(And love you, my partner)
'Til the gray hairs the hairdresser's
Hairdresser's floor, floor