Luyện nghe bài hát Vicky Verky

With her hair up in his
The fish and chips smell
Under amber street
She holds the law in her

The of the damp night
Falls silent through the
Although only fourteen
She really knows her

And up the railway
There's him and her lying
Hand in hand they
You're my missus and I'm mister

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

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

All along the street
They'd splash out on an ice
He'd sometimes treat her
But he'd done his mother's

Well, he off to Borstal
He said that he was to
Rob the flats of hi
she was ill and she would cry

Each morning she got
Her sometimes hit her
If have known the story
She would been so sorry

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

Summer came, so went
Down to the in his tent
She cooked upon his
And local cider

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

To be the one
Who forever love you