Luyện nghe bài hát Willesden To Cricklewood

From to Cricklewood
I tell you the town good
lonely avenues
Where Rhinestone Cowboys find the

There's people in doin' their
Gettin' all the in
And the time and phassin' moons
flyin' in cloudy rooms

Plastic bags, milk and
The old crone's got achin' legs
How I love to speak
To everybody on the

Just for to break the rules
I it would be so cool
From Willesden to

From to Cricklewood
with me and be no good
Be a mad man on the
Sing somethin' out reet petite

Let's hip-hop at traffic
Ten thumbs up and smilin'
all the great divides
Color, age and vibes

From Willesden to
I tell you the looked good
From to Cricklewood
From Willesden to

Oh, let's go down to Al
All the lagers are on me
Now you've got the out
old mother, she wants a stout

From to Cricklewood
As I went it all good
Thought about my grown
Thought about home

about what's done is done
We're alive and the one
Willesden to Cricklewood
From to Cricklewood

Oh, go down to Al Rashid's
All the Aussie are on me
Now you've got the out
old mother, she wants a stout

From to Cricklewood
I you the town looked good
From Willesden to
From Willesden to