Luyện nghe bài hát Up The Garden Path

All our mates that we once knew they were happy,
Always in the street, just like you and me,
finding laughter, fun and games to play,
They of course to agree,
they were swept off their feet and gone,
They don't what hit them,
like the rest, the girlfriends got the best,
And so the story just on...

They all get washed for them, even a bath,
But they are now led, up the garden path...
I was sitting in the sun the days press,
A boy that I once knew was in, I've never such a mess
Smiling a moustache, a suit, a shirt and tie,
He had been wed today,
I could not help but laugh, what's got into
He about fourty,
He's such a nit, now he's in for it,
And soon you'll him say...

I was lying on the licking cool ice cream,
A man, a and a pram went by, it was like a dream,
He was apple trees just a moon ago,
The kind of bloke you think, grow,
His face is like a fiddle now, and sad and blue,
He still he's happy,
He must gone mad, cos he's not the lad,
That I used to know...