Luyện nghe bài hát Little Miss Magic

By: jimmy

For "the noop"
Constantly by the blades of the fan on the ceiling
The clever little glances she gives me help but be appealing
She loves to ride into town with the top
Feel warm breeze on her gentle skin
She is my of kin

I see a little of me everyday
I catch a little more turning gray
Your mother is the only other for me
Little magic, what you gonna be?

Sometimes I catch her dreamin' and wonder where little mind meanders
Is she strollin' the shore or cruisin' o'er the broad savannah
I know someday she'll learn to make up her own
Someday she's gonna how to fly
Oh that I deny

I catch a little more dialogue my way
I see those big eyes just start to lookin' astray
mother's still the only other woman for me
Little miss magic, you gonna be?

Yes she loves to ride into with the top down
Feel that breeze on her gentle skin
She is my of kin

Constantly amazed by the of the fan on the ceiling
clever little looks she gives just can't help but be appealing
I know she'll learn to make up her own rhymes
One day she's learn how to fly
That I deny

I see a more of me everyday
I feel a little more moustache gray
Your mother's the only other woman for me
Little miss magic, what you be?
Little miss magic, you gonna be?
Little miss magic, just can't to see

It's raining, pouring
old man is snoring