Luyện nghe bài hát Continental Breakfast

You won't believe what I told ya
But I don't believe I've the balls to let you
I can say that I'm a man
But I feel like a little boy...

I cherish my intercontinental
We it over continental breakfast
In a hotel in Bumble-wherever
Somewhere on the sphere, here

I my intercontinental friendships
Not very big on enemies
So I kick a can way up the sun, man
But it falls down into a
I don't mean to think about it that way, but I do

the waves come in at night
From my back porch stoop, swing swingin' on its own
See it's just an inhabitant of some holy

I like a bruised ego along shorefront property un-owned to me
But I'm inferior on the interior don't ya see
and sentimental (and after all, its just a rental)
(Like better performin' telekinesis on a priestess)
You won't believe what I mighta, told ya
But I wouldn't wanna leave ya out over it
OK, me, but...
(or me)

Watchin' the come in at night
my back porch stoop, porch swing swingin' on its own
See it's just an inhabitant of holy ghost

I cherish my intercontinental
We talk it continental breakfast
In a in East Bumble-wherever
Somewhere on the sphere, around