Luyện nghe bài hát Hangin' Round

Harry was a rich young man who would become a
He dug up his father who was recently deceased
He did it with tarot cards and a mystically mind
And there and after he did find

Jeanie was a young brat, she thought she knew it all
She smoked mentholated and she had sex in the hall
But she was not my kind or of my sign
The kind of that I would be about

Woh, woh, woh, you keep 'round me
And I'm not so glad you me
You're still doin' that I gave up years ago
Oh, woh, woh, woh

You keep hangin' me
And I'm not so you found me
You're still doin' things I gave up years ago
now, ah, huh, huh

Kathy was a bit surreal, she all her toes
And on her she wore dentures clamped tightly to her nose
And when she spoke, her twang, her glasses broke
And no one else could smoke while she was in the

"Hark the herald", angels sang and out for a phone
And plucking it with a knife in hand, dialed distance home
But it was all too much, sprinkling angel
To AT&T, who wish you well?

Oh, but you keep 'round me
And I'm not so you found me
You're still things that I gave up years ago
Ho, ho, ho, ho

You keep 'round me
And I'm not so you found me
You're still doin' things that I up years ago

Hangin' round, hangin' round, that's all doin' baby
round, hangin' round, ooh
Hangin' round, hangin' round, hangin' round, round