Luyện nghe bài hát Vicky Verky

With her up in his fingers
The and chips smell lingers
Under street lamps
She the law in her hands

The moistness of the damp
Falls through the lamplight
she's only fourteen
She really knows her

And up the sidings
him and her they're lying
Hand in they whisper
my missus and I'm your mister

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

They really trooped the
When walking each other
And all her mates giggle
As she'd wiggle

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

Well, he off to Borstal
He said that he was 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 been so sorry

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

came, so they went
Down to the coast in his
She upon his primer
And sampled local

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

To be the one
Who will love you