Luyện nghe bài hát You Wouldn't Believe

He was a king she laid waste
Now he cannot fill up the
And I just see him
he's driftin'

On Bourbon Alley, low
because she let him go
I think he even knows
never be fine

And got a
full of ideas
Let me ya
That you believe
And got
Heart of pure gold
else
Many up his sleeve

You think he's a jester
he'll
Make you laugh you cry
And else
come with your best
If you him
Unless you're to die

Wonder woman got rid of man
That man's not part of her wonder
Letter to the so better bet on my man
Believe it you will find out babe,
(Damn)

Head of ideas
Let me ya
That you wouldn't
And got
Heart made of pure
else
So many tricks up his

You might think he's a
he'll
Make you 'til you cry
And else
Better with your best
If you him
you're ready to die

A million come and go
a person's ebb and flow
And faces keep on
they're changin'

A certain few stay intact
they're not they'll don an act
I know important fact
Don't get like

And got a
Head full of
Let me ya
That you believe
And got
made of pure gold
Somethin'
Many up his sleeve

You might think a jester
he'll
Make you 'til you cry
And what
come with your best
If you him
Unless ready to die

First you him
Then you're him not
All the while he smiles
Givin' all that got
Do you find it in heart to say
He's not you sought
Do you want me to continue this?

yea
yea

Head full of
Let me ya
you wouldn't believe
And he got
Heart of pure gold
Somethin'
So tricks up his sleeve