Luyện nghe bài hát A Bit Of You

A bit of you the drug 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 no style
No ain't no style
Cause ain't no style
And in there is just one other problem
You live up in

Of course I had no knowledge of at the time
That came aprs July on the West Side
for the fall
When from the Battery on up to your door
From mother ship the rocket launching whores
Would up it all

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

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

sent, straight 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 days 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, zillions I
And one of me

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