Luyện nghe bài hát Under The Clocks

(Thomas)
Hey, hey, I see a Melbourne girl on a Malvern Star,
Through the spastic Northcote streets at
See the way her hair's back,
Her so red, a grey coat ragged and worn.
Picture this, a boy,
He stands outside a Collingwood
On his black and white,
He hums a tune I've to hate so well.
But oh oh, won't you me
Under the clocks, we'll go walking by the
the mud and through the slime
Are you so surprised,
That I am here, of cheer
In this city, in the Winter time.
I'll tell you what, it's such a lark,
We'll take a walk down Fawkner
And the health fanatics,
See them, go jogging there.
Could buy chips, a piece of flake,
down and eat them by the lake,
I know a shop in Chapel
Where nothing compare.
But oh oh, won't you me
Under the clocks, we'll go by the river
Through the mud and through the
Are you so surprised,
I am here, full of cheer
In fair city, in the Winter time.
We could find a pub it is warm,
Study up our form,
Hit the TAB, we'll blow our money there, me this -
Is there you'd rather be
Than me at the MCG,
And if the Saints get again,
By Christ, I care.
But oh oh, you meet me
the clocks, we'll go walking by the river
Through the mud and the slime
Are you so surprised,
I am here, full of cheer
In fair city, in the Winter time.
In the Winter time, in the time
In the time, brrr!