Luyện nghe bài hát Summer Sequence

THERE'S A FEW BOB IN YOUR
AND GOT GOOD FRIENDS,
AND IT SEEMS SUMMER'S NEVER COMING TO AN END
YOUNG, AND INNOCENT, YOU HAVEN'T GOT A CARE,
APART FROM DECIDIN' ON THE CLOTHES YOU'RE WEAR.
THE STREET'S INTO PARADISE,
THE RADIO'S DREAMS
INNOCENT, IMMORTAL, YOU'RE JUST FIFTEEN.
AND WHO'D TELL THE LAMBS IN SPRING
WHAT FATE THE LATER BRING
WHO'D THE GIRL IN THE MIDDLE OF THE PAIR
THE PRICE HAVE TO PAY FOR JUST BEING THERE.

BUT LEAVE THEM ALONE, LET THEM GO AND
THEY CARE NOT FOR AT THE END OF THE DAY
FOR WHAT IS TO COME, FOR WHAT MIGHT HAVE
LIFE HAS NO ENDING WHEN YOU'RE SWEET
AND YOUR FRIENDS ARE WITH YOU TO TALK THE NIGHT
OR UNTIL MRS WONG SWITCHES OFF THE LIGHT
THEN ALWAYS THE CORNER
AND THE STREET GLARE
AN' ANOTHER HOUR TO SPEND, WITH FRIENDS, WITH HER,
TO SHARE YOUR LAST CIGARETTE AND SECRET DREAM
AT THE HOUR...

... AT

IT'S JUST ANOTHER FERRY BOAT, A TO THE BEACH
BUT POSSIBLE,
THE WORLD'S WITHIN REACH
AN' YOU DON'T EVEN THE BROKEN BOTTLES IN THE SAND
THE OIL IN THE AND YOU CAN'T UNDERSTAND
HOW LIVING COULD BE ANYTHING OTHER A DREAM
YOU'RE YOUNG, FREE AND INNOCENT...

... AND EIGHTEEN.

AND ONLY IF THE THREE OF THEM COULD LIKE THAT FOREVER,
AND ONLY IF WE COULD NO CHANGES IN THE WEATHER
AND ONLY IF WE DIDN'T LIVE IN LIFE, AS AS DREAMS
AND IF WE COULD STOP AND BE FOREVER,
EIGHTEEN.