Luyện nghe bài hát Stop Thinkin' 'bout That

I like to think the time I met you
Living with people down in new orleans
Mad at your mama cause never let you
Ride in no limousine
Later on the levee with the up above
I lost my heart and my love
Oh lucy, God have
got to stop thinkin' 'bout that

One summer night in a of wheat
sweet lanterns hanging in the sky
Moving on your tiny feet
I knew I had to you till the day I die
They about amazing grace
It meant something when I saw your
Oh lucy, God have
I've got to stop thinkin' that

I think of all the things that I never told you
I think I may get to you someday
It's my brain just a man possessed
I can't do me no work, I can't get me no
I can't understand it

Don't like to think about the way it
I hate remembering the things that I
I dream a of love so splendid
I wake up in an empty bed
I wonder who'll be you next
Some fool be writing bad checks
Oh now lucy, God mercy
I've got to stop 'bout you