Luyện nghe bài hát King of Magazines

I got her up on my wall
She's the type of who don't care at all
If she's on your arm all tongue's out
I don't mind if hangin' around

Don't talk sex it's under your breath
Say it loud like you wanna
Is she for real? so hard to tell
Yeah, she smiles and her picture sells

She a rise, it gets me high
It's not enough when the feelin' makes me

You know my heart is on my
My is on my sleeve
But you're cool as a breeze
call you king of magazines

I love when it feels like a drug
Gettin' high off the of her mug
Her and I gotta away
No one if we leave today

Shake a tailfeather, what you got
Centerfold or not we she's hot
Two tickets is all we need
If I'm the band, honey, a scene, yeah

She a rise, it gets me high
not enough when the feelin' makes me buzz

You my heart is on my sleeve
My heart is on my
But when you're cool as a
They call you of magazines

She gets a rise, it gets me
It's not enough when the feelin' makes me

You my heart is on my sleeve
My heart is on my
But you're cool as a breeze
They call you king of

You know my is on my sleeve
My heart is on my
But you're cool as a breeze
They call you king of