Luyện nghe bài hát Fine Art of Holding a Woman

Arms strong as timbers, folding her like velvet
the fine art of holding a woman
Eyes that never leave her and fingertips whisper
the fine art of holding a woman

Without reason you kiss her, to breathe her
Without words you her that you need her
And when you part you leave a fire burning

That's the art of holding a woman
That's the fine art of holding a

And only moments loving her
If she can see that you want her
the fine art of holding a woman

Without you kiss her, just to breathe her
Without words you tell her you need her
And when you you always leave a fire burning

the fine art of holding a woman
That's the fine art of holding a
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That's the fine art of a woman