Luyện nghe bài hát Morph The Cat

High above Manhattan
floats and has a shape like that
Fans like us who the skies
We know Morph the Cat

like a big blue cloud
From Tomkins Square to Upper
Beyond the to Sugar Hill
a minute for a latte

He oozes down the heating
Swims like seaweed the hall
He briefly digs wiggy pad
And out through the wall

It's kind of like an arctic
Cool and sweet and slightly
Liquid light on New York
Like without the chintzy stuff

What exactly does he
This Rabelaisian of smoke
To make you all warm and cozy
Like you heard a good

Like you heard an Arlen
Or you yourself a crazy hat
you had a Mango Cooler
Ooh - the Cat

He's all the talk in shops and
Place - the Automat
Players in da Bronx
Respects to the Cat

It's kind of like an arctic
and sweet and slightly rough
Liquid light on New City
Like Christmas without the chintzy

So is his charisma
You can hear it sing
He the roofs
And begin to ring

Chinese can feel it now
Grand old gals at mass
Young
And teenage
Laughing on the

Blessed have an ally
When feline comes to bat
Bringing joy to old
All watch the for Morph the Cat