Luyện nghe bài hát Vicky Verky

With her hair up in his
The fish and smell lingers
Under amber lamps
She the law in her hands

The moistness of the damp
Falls through the lamplight
Although she's fourteen
She knows her courting

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

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

really trooped the colors
When walking with other
And all her mates would
As she'd wiggle

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

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

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

He received a letter and it
was nothing else to do but get rid of it
Lonely in his dormitory, sit and stare
Is this for and is it really fair?

Summer came, so they
to the coast in his tent
She upon his primer
And sampled local

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

To be the one
Who will forever you