Luyện nghe bài hát Vicky Verky

With her up in his fingers
The fish and chips lingers
Under street lamps
She the law in her hands

The moistness of the damp
Falls silent through the
Although she's fourteen
She really her courting

And up the sidings
There's him and her they're
Hand in hand they
You're my missus and I'm your

The moon as white and
And she was on the
Remember your first
When best were so little

They really trooped the
walking with each other
And all her would giggle
As ladylike she'd

All the high street
They'd splash out on an ice
He'd sometimes really her
But he'd done his meter

Well, he went off to
He said that he was to
Rob the of hi fi's
she was ill and she would cry

Each she got sicker
Her mother hit her
If have known the story
She have been so sorry

He a letter and admitted it
There was else to do but get rid of it
Lonely in his dormitory, sit and stare
Is this for real and is it really

Summer came, so they
to the coast in his tent
She cooked his primer
And local cider

She him in his rucksack
I think, I want that chance
To be the one who
Will love you

To be the one
Who forever love you