Luyện nghe bài hát Too Fast

He checks his
And to himself, "Half-past a freckle"
She him in line, just in time
For the half-past a freckle

Lips press her
With a wet sticky
The smell on his
her turn her face
As she starts to get a little

He a cab
She for breath during the drive
She into his pants
And he looks as if he's
As if she should knocked

He says, "You're too for me
You're too, too for me
too, too fast for me"
She says, "Maybe too slow"

at the motel
He mentions his job is going
She unbraids her
And for the ten-thousandth
him again

"What is it you do there?"
He says, "I work at the Popsicle
I pour the dye in the number five
I am for turning Popsicles green"

"But you're too for me
too, too fast for me
You're too, too for me"
She says, "Maybe too slow"

She, she shimmies the room
Ha-ha-has while he
She caresses a
to see his face full of longing and pain

He says, "Let's do it on the floor"
She says, "Tickle me instead"
Well, he rolls his eyes so she slaps his
He says, "What did you do for?"

She says, "You're too for me!
too, too fast for me
You're too, too for me"
He says, "Maybe too slow"

You're too, too, too for me
Oh, too, too, too fast for me
too, too, too fast for me

She says, "Maybe too"
He says, "Maybe too"
She says, "Maybe too slow"