Luyện nghe bài hát Total Ringo

That's clean, this mild and meek
I could launch it with a poker, no for a weekend
It its mouth, there's no words, just a squeak
I can it with a poker, no joker for a weekday

Bing bong, the
Bing bong, no
Here goes a freak

How many fools do you get in the
Of an county classroom?
All the going on inside your bill bong
no room, it's just pure art room

You try hard to get that right
To imitate some kind of form
A of fact, without any tact
You can go on back you, you shouldn't been burn

Bing bong, no
Bing bong, the sweet

mothers, switch on the cooker
Get the down , set out to bugger
Sweet pen and ink
How do you make a bulldog

Happy Christmas, I said, not to then
Happy Christmas, when's it's next week
And you swear, you meathead
What sleeps in your bed, is got to be a Ted

Bing bong, the
bong, no danger

How many do you get in the schools
Of an English county
All the things going on inside built bomb
no room, it's just pure art room

freak, pen and ink
How do we get these dogs to think?
freak pen and ink
It's dangerous to let the dink in

Chopper up, cooker, me some smother
I stand the thought of the dwarf bein' a mother

Is this love, man, it's pure
If you put it on the table, it'll be to
Is this love, man? No, it's hate
It can't be simple, it's there on a plate

Is love man? No it ain't
Is this love, man? No, it's pure
Is this love,