Luyện nghe bài hát Magic Fingers

Mark (vocals)
kaylan (vocals)
Ian (keyboards, woodwinds)
dunbar (drums)
George (keyboards, trombone)
lickert (bass)
Ruth underwood (orchestra set)
Jim (vocals)

volman & howard kaylan:
Ooh, the way you me, lady,
I get so now I could die.
Ooh, the way you me, sugar,
I get so now I could die.

up your pocketbook,
Get another out,
it in the meter, mama
And try me on for size.
Open up pocketbook,
Get quarter out,
it in the meter, mama
And try me on for size.

Ooh, the way you me, baby,
Red just pop behind my eyes.
Ooh, the way you me, girl,
Red just pop behind my eyes.

up your pocketbook,
Get another out,
Drop it in the meter,
And try me on for size.
up your pocketbook,
Get another out,
it in the meter, mama
And try me on for size.

Mark
Do you really wanna me?

kaylan:
I do ... baby.

Mark
Well, me why you do it...
I really know.

Howard
Oh no no, I be right
For me to ya tonight...

Mark
You tell me right away
Or I'll up and go.

Howard
Don't get mad... it no big thing.

volman:
You better me right away,
you treat me cold!

Howard
Hold it, hold it, it, hold it!

Well, there are a lot of reasons why I'd drag a girl such as yourself back to this plastic hotel room ... and rip you off for spare to run a ...to run a vibrating machine attached to this
N-size, bulk-purchase, kapok-infested, do-not-remove-tag-under-penalty-of-law bed and, and make you take off all your little clothes ... until you are nearly stark raving nude. ( save for y
duty-leather-thong peace medallion) and make you assume a series of marginally erotic poses involving a plastic chair and an old guitar strap while I did a wee-wee in your hair
And beat you with a pair of tennis shoes I got jeff beck...