Luyện nghe bài hát Samsonite Man

I wanna do this
and over

He's a man so of style and grace
Any be impressed
Takes a smile and paints it on your
Makes you like you've been blessed
things so special
Sees it from a song
as you begin to feel secure, yea
Turn and he is gone

Packin' his bags, go, gotta go
his bags, gotta go
He's a man

he is just a rollin' stone
Wanderin' here to there
for a place to call his home
Wonder if he cares
So years of heartache and pain
Is all you seem to him for
Is it you or is it he to
he walks out your door

Packin' his bags, gotta go, go
his bags, gotta go
He's a man

Where you're always runnin' to, from me?
If the wind blows you in my
You through to rendezvous
Forget your good intentions
me lonely and confused
Mister pack a bag
That is my
From here on out you will be
To my discretion, yea

So I know the game
And it never be the same
No, no no no no
now I got him

Packin' his bags, go, gotta go
Packin' his bags, gotta go, go
his bags, gotta go, gotta go
(Now you go)
his bags, gotta go
(I can't it no more)
his bags, gotta go, gotta go
(It's all I him for)
his bags, gotta go
He's a man

Why you just go?
Yea yea, yea yea, woa woa, yea yea
You can't me no more, baby
You touch me
You can't me no more, baby
go, gotta go

{Pack bag, pack it up
Gotta go, hit the road,
You ain't gotta go