Luyện nghe bài hát King of Magazines

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

Don't talk sex it's under your breath
Say it like you wanna confess
Is she for It's so hard to tell
Yeah, she just smiles and her picture

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

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

I like when it feels like a drug
Gettin' off the shot of her mug
Her and I steal away
No one notices if we leave

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

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

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

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

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

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