Luyện nghe bài hát Genius

I've got a bitter pot of je ne quoi
what? I'm stirring it with a monkey's paw
Since I saw you coming out of my barber's
In that little halter top

Did you the candles? Did you put on 'Kind of Blue'?
Did you use that Ivy League on him, too?
He thinks he'll be alright but he know for sure
Like every other unindicted co

Mata Hari had a in France
Where she worked on all her plans
Men falling for her sight unseen
She was a

There's a face in every window of the Songwriters'
Everybody's your best friend when you're doing well, I mean
The poet who lived next when you were young and poor
Grew up to be a entrepreneur

Albert was a ladies' man
While he was working on his universal
He was making out like Sheen
He was a

When you dropped me and you your claim
On a V.I.P. who could make name
You latched on to him and I
Minor

Your protg care about art
I'm the one, who always told you, you smart
You broke my into smithereens
And that genius

You and the barber make a pair
Guess what? I never liked the way he cut your
I like the way he turned your head
But nothing I can do or say I haven't done or said

Everybody a place to stand
And a method for schemes and scams
If I could only get my record
I'd be a