Luyện nghe bài hát Budapest

I think she was a runner
(The translation clear)
be a budding stately hero
International competition in a

She was a good reason for a party
(Well, you couldn't keep up on a hard mile)
While she ran a perfect and she wore a perfect smile
In Budapest, hot in Budapest

We had to up in the old gymnasium
Dusting off the mandolins and checking on the
She was out at the back-stage
Stopping hearts and chilling

Yes, and her legs went on for
Like staring up at
Through a of cotton panty
Along a skin of satin sea, hot in Budapest

You could cut the heat, peel it
the wrong side of a knife
Feel it blowing from the fills
Feel like you were playing for your
(If not the money)
Hot night in

She down to fill the ice box
And stuffed some warm white wine in
Like some unearthly vision
Wearing only T-shirt, and skin

You know, it rippled, a hint of muscle
But the boys and me were west
So we left her to the late crew and a hot night in
It was a hot night in

She didn't much English language
(She speak much anyway)
She make love but she could make good sandwich
And she poured sweet wine before we

Hey, Budapest, cha, cha, cha
Let's her now
I I saw her at the late night restaurant
She would sent blue shivers down the wall

But she didn't grace our
In fact, she wasn't at all
Yes, and her legs on forever
Like up at infinity

Her was spinning to the west-lands
And she didn't care to be that in Budapest
Hot night in Budapest, hot in Budapest
Hot night in Budapest, hot night in