Luyện nghe bài hát Little Miss Magic

By: buffett

For "the noop"
Constantly amazed by the blades of the fan on the
The clever little glances she gives me can't but be appealing
She loves to ride town with the top down
Feel that warm breeze on her skin
She is my of kin

I see a more of me everyday
I a little more moustache turning gray
Your mother is the only other 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 know she'll learn to make up her own rhymes
Someday she's learn how to fly
Oh I won't 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 magic, what you gonna be?

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

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

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

It's raining, pouring
old man is snoring