Luyện nghe bài hát Harlem Blues

Uptown Harlem
Give me a
Yeah, that's I'm talking 'bout

Fell in love the Harlem Blues,
Even he was a Moulin Rouge,
eyes seems to be unfair,
Cajun makes me stop and stare,

Gotta up to touch the ground,
my box, embrace the sounds,
Tell me boy where do you
Should I run or take the

You're so pretty and I know just what to do. . .

Blues, Harlem Blues,

Lost my on a Harlem Brown,
faire, it was a man about town,
Fine as when he puts on the riffs,
the mood indigo with his lips,

I down that road before,
What I And furthermore,
I had a Romeo,
And I it on him nice and slow,

Met him down on Street,
I you know the rest. . .

Blues, Harlem Blues,

The way you give me a Harlem Blues,
The way you light my fuse, what a girl to do?
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh got me all you,
Baby tried and true,
Give me a Blues,

Guess who I saw
Brown,
Gave me the in my left thigh,
Get on down,

Get so weak when he you,
I'm undone, I got issues,
Oh and yes did I mention,
If he played be Benson?
He's so fine, so mellow,
In his eyes, and yellows,
And when he and love me,
Rainy become sunny,

You're so pretty and I know just what to do. . .

Harlem Blues, Blues,

Do you my blues?

Walk that blues,

I don't nobody need to hear me a Harlem, Harlem Blues