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 can't but be appealing
She loves to ride into town the top down
Feel that breeze on her gentle skin
She is my of kin

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

Sometimes I her dreamin' and wonder where that little mind meanders
Is she strollin' along the or cruisin' o'er the broad savannah
I someday she'll learn to make up her own rhymes
she's gonna learn how to fly
Oh I won't deny

I a little more dialogue comin' my way
I see those big brown eyes just start to lookin'
Your still the only other woman for me
miss magic, what 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

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

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

It's raining, pouring
Your old man is