Luyện nghe bài hát Too Fast

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

Lips press her
With a wet kiss
The smell on his
Makes her her face
As she to get a little sick

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

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

Back at the
He mentions his job is well
She unbraids her
And for the ten-thousandth
Asks him

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

She, she shimmies the room
while he explains
She caresses a
Just to see his face full of and pain

He says, "Let's do it on the floor"
She says, "Tickle me instead"
Well, he rolls his so she slaps his thigh
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, you're too, too, too for me
too, too, too fast for me

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