Luyện nghe bài hát Vicky Verky

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

The of the damp night
silent through the lamplight
Although she's only
She really her courting

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

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

They really the colors
When walking with other
And all her mates would
As ladylike wiggle

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

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

Each she got sicker
Her mother hit her
If she'd have the story
She would have so sorry

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

Summer came, so went
Down to the coast in his
She upon his primer
And local cider

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

To be the one
Who will love you