Luyện nghe bài hát Willesden To Cricklewood

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

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

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

Just for once to break the
I it would be so cool
Willesden to Cricklewood

From to Cricklewood
Come me and be no good
Be a mad man on the
Sing out like reet petite

Let's hip-hop at lights
Ten thumbs up and bright
Crossin' all the divides
Color, age and vibes

Willesden to Cricklewood
I you the town looked good
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
Your old mother, she a stout

Willesden to Cricklewood
As I it all looked good
Thought about my babies
Thought about goin'

Thought about done is done
alive and that's the one
From Willesden to
Willesden to Cricklewood

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

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