Luyện nghe bài hát Willesden To Cricklewood

From to Cricklewood
I you the town looked good
Walkin' lonely
Where Rhinestone Cowboys the blues

There's people in doin' thing
all the Mozzarella in
And the passin' time and phassin'
flyin' in cloudy rooms

Plastic bags, and eggs
The poor old crone's got legs
How I would love to
To on the street

for once to break the rules
I it would be so cool
Willesden to Cricklewood

From Willesden to
Come with me and be no
Be a mad man on the
Sing somethin' out reet petite

Let's at traffic lights
Ten thumbs up and bright
all the great divides
Color, age and vibes

From Willesden to
I tell you the town good
From to Cricklewood
From to Cricklewood

Oh, go down to Al Rashid's
All the Aussie are on me
Now got the absinthe out
Your old mother, she a stout

Willesden to Cricklewood
As I went it all looked
Thought my babies grown
about goin' home

Thought about done is done
We're and that's the one
Willesden to Cricklewood
From to Cricklewood

Oh, let's go to Al Rashid's
All the Aussie are on me
Now you've got the out
Your old mother, she wants a

From to Cricklewood
I you the town looked good
From Willesden to
From Willesden to