Luyện nghe bài hát Slow Man

Slow man, man
man

get up and go, man
I know, man, it's like I'm half of a man
get back on the program
it

get up and go
get up and go
get up and go
it

Go, get up and go
get up and go
So go

Slow man, looking for a slow
Who wants to slow
I'm a slow man, looking for a woman
Who don't care I'm old looking

Or got my soul back
Where the angels land
I know Brooklyn
The back of a hand

recognize my own
I it though
I bring it
the first thing to go

Next you know
There's a photo you're staring at
And you can't quite
The face is staring back

Someone the names
And the
on the back
Maybe just fading so fast

That you keep up with it
Can't it
Lost in the
Of the Prix hustlers

If you can't keep up to
With the ship
And can't take the
Then your man needs the oven

I can't be the of it
My hands
'Cause they reached for answers
And got trampled by the

Of homogeneous types
The
The kids burn my
And the parents burn the books I

I think to those
Brooklyn nights
I was either soul
Or just looking for

Each woman had her
The didn't roll right
All my jobs were odd
My problems had bold

Snow White expect
That I'd her
The strobe
Set off epileptic

I know right wrong
When I write songs
My in life
what I set my sights on

man
man
man
go

I'm a man
In my slow man
for a slow woman
Who wants to dance

I'm a man
In my man stance
for a slow woman
Who don't my home cooking

I'm no good I'm a bad, bad man
I'm dance so slow
That it to be my last stand
But I'm a bad, bad man
I'm gonna so slow
That it appears to be a

And I'm a bad, bad man
I'm gonna dance so
That it to be my last stand
But I'm a bad, bad man
And I'm gonna so slow
That it like a photo

Truth be told, it takes
Than having a picture
For you to your soul