Luyện nghe bài hát A Bit Of You

A bit of you the only I must abuse
A bit of you is the only substance I refuse
When I walk on
Beneath the stink a bit of you is all I
Upon the a bit of you I ask "they sell?"
When I on Spring

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

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

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

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

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

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

Cause ain't no style...
there ain't no style
No ain't no style
Cause ain't no style...
And in there is just one other problem
infected Harlem
Guess I won't be waiting several
Before for that A train,
just the hiss of the dumes playing