Luyện nghe bài hát Piccadilly

She's not a picture above fire
She sits in a towel a purple hair dryer
She to get even with me

She hooks up her and puts on her jumper
Explains that be late to a worryin' mother
She meets me in

A begging singer stands tall by the entrance
His song relays worlds of most good
A fiver a ten P in his hat for

She talks about office, she about dresses
She's seen one she fancies her is impressing
So maybe treat her someday

We queue strangers and strange conversation
on the lips of all forms of engagements
All to see tonight's play

A man me talks to his young lady
He's happy that she is expecting his
His wife won't be pleased but not been round lately

The was so dreadful we left in a hurry
Escaped in the rain for an Indian
At the lit Taj Mahal

My lips to a napkin, I for a taxi
The invite of eyes made it tense but me
My mind took a role

The cab took us home a night I'd not noticed
The neon club lights of adult films and Trini
My arm around love but my was hopeless

We crept two thieves from the kettle to the fire
We kissed to the sound of the that we'd hired
Now captured, love in my arms

A door opened slightly a voice spoke in
Mum went to bed wind of the curry
Our secret love its advance

Like Adam and Eve we took bite on the
Loose in my pocket, it started to rattle
Her heart like a gun was just of the battle
Heart like a gun was half of the battle

Like Adam and Eve we bite on the apple
Heart like a gun was half of the battle
Loose in my pocket it started to rattle

Heart like a gun was just half of the
Her heart a gun was just half of the battle
Heart a gun was just half of the battle

Adam and Eve we took bite on the apple
Heart like a gun was just of the battle
Loose change in my it started to rattle

Heart like a gun was just half of the
Her heart like a gun was just half of the
like a gun was just half of the battle