Luyện nghe bài hát Hangin' Round

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

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

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

You hangin' 'round me
And I'm not so glad you me
You're still things that I gave up years ago
now, ah, huh, huh

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

"Hark the herald", sang and reached out for a phone
And it with a knife in hand, dialed long distance home
But it was all too much, sprinkling dust
To AT&T, who didn't you well?

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

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

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