Luyện nghe bài hát A Bit Of You

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

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

Of course I had no of this at the time
came aprs July on the Upper West Side
Waiting for the
When from the on up to your front door
From ship the rocket launching twister whores
Would up it all

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

sent, straight to Chekov, say you need me
Don't you need me, I thought we were on Broadway
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 up to my big final show
And not a word from you, the hours I must
So I and see
Upon the streets a faded island, on eyes
A big old pool of you's, I realize
And one of me

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