Luyện nghe bài hát Slow Man

Slow man, man
man

get up and go, man
I know, man, it's like I'm 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

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

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

recognize my own
I wing it
I bring it
Familiarity's the first to go

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

erased the names
And the
Dates on the
Maybe they're just so fast

you can't keep up with it
Can't it
in the shuffle
Of the Prix hustlers

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

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

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

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

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

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

I right from wrong
When I write these
My goals in
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 slow

I'm a man
In my slow man
for a slow woman
Who mind my home cooking

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

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

Truth be told, it takes
Than having a taken
For you to lose soul