Luyện nghe bài hát Punkyoungirl

Punky young girl you're a piece of
to make a body hurt
Punky young girl, well what do you
Got ourselves a new

Punky young girl a middle aged man
Whose crisis you began
Punky young girl, a work of art
Licensing body part

Ooh, wanna go yet
Lift up your skirt, let me the alphabet

young girl needs a Terence Stamp
Perfect at swinging sixties
Punky young in it for the craic
Pack all your best times on your back

Oh, Punky young girl what's under
I hope to it's lingerie
If it wrong, don't you look at me
My brain don't carry

Ooh, young girl your state of mind
Men kneel down, in front of behind
young girl, in it for the craic
Our is such an aphrodisiac

Ooh, don't want, wanna go yet
up your skirt, lick the alphabet

We are, we are
We are what we
All the big names, have a clue

She said, she said...

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