Luyện nghe bài hát Migration

Whoa, lookin' at my background
Tryin' to out how I ever got here
Some things are still a to me
While others are too clear

I'm just livin' in the
contented most of the time
Yeah listenin' to Murphy, and Willis
Sing me their Texas

Most of the who retire in Florida
Are wrinkled and they lean on a
And mobile homes are my Keys
I hate those bastards so

I wish a summer squall would them all
The way up to land
Yeah, they're ugly and square, they don't here
They a lot better as beer cans

Yeah, and why it's still a mystery to me
Why some people like they do
So many nice happenin' out there
They never even seen the

but we're doin' fine, we can travel and rhyme
I we been doin' our part
Got a soul I can barely control
And some Texas hidden here in my

Well, now I might have joined the Merchant
If I hadn't learned how to
And on top of all that I got married too
'Cost me much more than a

But now those days are over
Just gotta learn from the wrong you done
I off the rebound, started lookin' around
Figured out time to have a little fun

Yeah, and that's why still a mystery to me
Why some live like they do
So many nice happenin' out there
never even seen the clues

Whoa but doin' fine, we can travel and rhyme
I know we been doin' our
Got a Caribbean soul I can control
And some Texas hidden here in my

Well, now if I ever to be an old man
I'm gonna down to Martinique
I'm buy me a sweat-stained Bogart suit
And an parakeet

And then I'll sit him on my
And open up my trusty old
I gonna him how to cuss, teach him how to fuss
And the cork out of a bottle of wine

Yeah, and that's why still a mystery to me
Why some people like they do
So nice things happenin' out there
They never seen the clues

Yeah, but doin' fine, we can travel and rhyme
I know we doin' our part
Got a soul I can barely control
And some Texas hidden here in my

Yeah, got a Caribbean soul I can control
And some hidden here in my heart