Luyện nghe bài hát Hang On Paul

Someone's gonna you and it might be me
There's something on your face that even you see
It isn't your eyes and it isn't your
You don't have to sniff to tell you that it ain't no

something in your arrogant line
Your is tired of biding its time
You're blow up here
So Paul you got to make up your

You drag into the studio and care why
You got a life as big as city hall and no lie
The aging owner you to a couple of beers
Feeding you clinches about the thing your ears

You if its all he can say
You'll find a way to say it someday
But you're too busy gears
Now your life is dripping away

Hang in, hang out, hang on, on
Paul having a ball
It's way of life and not mine
so strangely easy to see
But laughing so hard you could die

I'm not to tell you what you should be doing
I tend to disappear when I smell trouble
I understand exactly what's the with you
We're stranded here together in this less canoe

I'll my chances in the water for now
It's what my mother would have wanted
The you're living is over
But Paul, no contented cow

They say being in biz is a thrill
It your life a breeze
But you better do
Paul it kills you, yeah

Paul, you've got to make up mind