Luyện nghe bài hát 3WW

[Gus

was a wayward lad
Stepped out one
The to be his bed
The sky his

Newman:]

Neon, neon,
Blue neon lamp in a midnight field
Cows surround so you lean on, on
So much your heart's become fond of

Newman + Gus Unger-Hamilton:]

Oh these worn words
Oh, let me whisper like the hands
Of tourists in
I want to love you in my own language

Newman:]

Well that of sex
like burning wood
The wayward lad laid
To two busty girls from
Who left a note in ink

Rowsell:]

Girls from above say (Hi)
The road erodes at five per year
Along England's coastline
Was your first time?
is just a button we pressed
Last night by the

[Joe and Ellie Rowsell:]

Oh these three worn
Oh, let me whisper like the rubbing
Of tourists in
I just to love you with my own language