Luyện nghe bài hát Casanova Brown

Let me tell you 'bout that type
That jive
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I met him at a
He said the things when he hit on me
up in his arms
I was blinded by his and I couldn't 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
jive type,that jive type
Casanova

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

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

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

I was there mindin' my business
Feelin' good, things out
on little wine [jive type, that jive type]
Then I
Super cool dude the room diggin' on me
I tried to pretend like I even see him
But he was so
He took my hand and to dancin'
I know he me fallin' for him
'cause he kept holdin' me 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 type,that jive type
Casanova
jive type,that jive type
Casanova

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

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