Luyện nghe bài hát Little Miss Magic

By: jimmy

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It's raining, it's
old man is snoring