Luyện nghe bài hát Slow Man

Slow man, man
man

get up and go, man
I know, man, like I'm half of a whole man
Gotta get back on the
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 to slow dance
I'm a man, looking for a slow woman
Who don't that I'm old looking

Or got my soul back
the fallen angels land
I Brooklyn like
The of a stranger's hand

recognize my own
I it though
I bring it
Familiarity's the thing to go

Next thing you
There's a photo you're staring at
And you can't place
The face that is staring

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

That you can't keep up it
Can't it
in the shuffle
Of the Grand hustlers

If you can't keep up to
the mother ship
And take the heat
Then your man needs the mitts

I be the judge of it
My hands
'Cause they for some answers
And got trampled by the

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

I back to those
Brooklyn nights
I was soul searching
Or looking for fights

woman had her price
The dice roll right
All my jobs odd ones
My problems had bold

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

I know right from
I write these songs
My goals in
Ain't I set my sights on

man
man
man
go

I'm a man
In my man stance
Looking for a slow
Who wants to slow

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

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

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

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