Luyện nghe bài hát She's My Baby

She juggles time her hand in a sling
Wears a coat of diapher stings
words for the laughter it brings

She juggles space with a in her hand
flames when her temper expands
As your starts to swing by a string

She makes my brain like this...
But my baby
But my baby

She fought the with her feet stuck in sand
Disappears when you for her hand
Says goodbye when in demand

She mystifies and she lies through her
Screws it up when it all goes too
Makes the rules as she goes she can
And her drummers like not in band - ya dig?

She makes my feel like this...
But she's my
But she's my

She moves the sea
Without the sand that covers her beach
She wafts the feet of my
And rolls beyond my pride

She gives me time right sleeve and arm
Gives you lip when you wanted her
She howls at the but she spits at the sun

She makes my brain feel this...
(it be the karma)
But my baby
my baby
She's my
But my...