Luyện nghe bài hát Little Miss Magic

By: buffett

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

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

Sometimes I catch her dreamin' and wonder where little mind meanders
Is she strollin' along the shore or cruisin' o'er the broad
I know someday she'll learn to make up her own
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 to lookin' astray
Your mother's still the only 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 amazed by the of the fan on the ceiling
clever little looks she gives just can't help but be appealing
I know someday she'll learn to 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 turning
Your mother's the only other woman for me
Little magic, what you gonna be?
Little miss magic, what you be?
Little miss magic, just wait to see

raining, it's pouring
old man is snoring