Luyện nghe bài hát A Bit Of You

A bit of you the only drug I must
A bit of you is the substance I cannot refuse
When I on Spring
the stink a bit of you is all I smell
Upon the a bit of you I ask "they sell?"
I walk on Spring

Cause ain't no style
No there ain't no
Cause there no style
And in fact is just one other problem
You live up in

Of I had no knowledge of this at the time
That came aprs July on the Upper West
Waiting for the
When the Battery on up to your front door
From mother ship the launching twister whores
blow up it all

Cause there ain't no
No there ain't no
Cause there no style...
And in fact there is just one problem
I would have spared

Affections sent, to Chekov, say you need me
Don't you need me, wait I thought we were on
No, my said so: "still outside of Moscow"

Affections sent, to Chekov, say you need me
Don't you need me, wait I we were on Broadway
No, my said so: "still outside of Moscow"

And so the days creep up to my big final
And not a word from you, the I must blow
So I and see
Upon the streets a island, press on eyes
A big old pool of you's, I realize
And one of me

Cause ain't no style...
Cause there no style
No there ain't no
Cause ain't no style...
And in there is just one other problem
You've Harlem
Guess I won't be several hours
Before nightfall for A train,
just the hiss of the dumes band