Luyện nghe bài hát Tricks Up My Sleeve

Thought I'd make the sunny
But it seems my lover sunlight
Went to see her in the
But it seems she's home at night

a wagon full of roses
And my says she hates the smell
Most say that I should give up
But I think it's too to tell

So I try to guess her
Hoping she'll profess her undying and loyalty
to pursue her
Hoping to renew her sense in faith in like me

That is bound to see me
One day believe me
You'd I was Houdini
With these tricks up my
With these tricks up my

So I her doves from Eden
And she says the feathers makes her
Suffice to say I'll never up
Even though this woman's to please

By now I be an artist
I spend so much time at the drawing
folks say I should give up
But I kind of dig being

So I try to guess her
Hoping she'll profess her undying love and
Continue to her
to renew her sense in faith in guys like me

That is bound to see me
One day she'll me
You'd I was Houdini
With these up my sleeve

Notice how I
All my hocus
And my on
her mine