Luyện nghe bài hát Casanova Brown

Let me tell you that jive type
That type
brown

I met him at a
He the sweetest things when he hit on me
Wrapped up in his
I was blinded by his charm and I see

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

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

I was and naive
I guess that's why I believed every word he
It so good to hear
Every time he said he cared it went to my head

He loved me and me
But I deny
His was so doggone good
I still, I love that guy, ooh, [oh no] hey

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

I was sittin' there mindin' my
good, checkin' things out
Sippin' on wine [jive type, that jive type]
Then I
Super cool cross the room diggin' on me
I tried to pretend like I even see him
But he was so
He took my hand and started to
I know he felt me for him
'cause he kept holdin' me and tighter, ooh
Sure was
Girl, my was all turned around, oh
I know 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

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

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