Luyện nghe bài hát Casanova Brown

Let me tell you 'bout that type
That type
brown

I met him at a
He said the sweetest things he hit on me
up in his arms
I was blinded by his and I couldn't see

Like the story of red riding hood
The big bad was up to
Up to no good, woo, no

That type,that jive type
brown
He hit on me and hit on you
That jive type,that jive
Casanova

I was and naive
I guess that's why I believed every he says
It felt so good to
Every time he said he cared it straight to my head

He me and left me
But I can't
His was so doggone good
I still, I still love guy, ooh, [oh no] hey

That jive type,that type
brown
He hit on me and hit on you, watch out
That jive type,that type, ooh
Casanova
Let me tell you 'bout that jive
That type
brown
That type,that jive type,
brown

I was sittin' mindin' my business
good, checkin' things out
Sippin' on little wine [jive type, jive type]
Then I
Super dude cross the room diggin' on me
I tried to pretend I didn't even see him
But he was so
He took my and started to dancin'
I know he felt me for him
'cause he holdin' me tighter and tighter, ooh
was nice
Girl, my head was all around, oh
I didn't what I was gettin' into, ooh, ow

Up to no good, oh no

That jive type,that jive
brown
That type,that jive type
Casanova

the story of little red riding hood
The big bad was up to
Up to no good, woo, oh

That type,that jive type
Casanova
That jive type,that jive
Casanova
That jive type,that type
Casanova