Luyện nghe bài hát Little Miss Magic

By: buffett

For "the noop"
Constantly amazed by the blades of the fan on the
The clever little glances she gives me help but be appealing
She loves to ride into town the top down
Feel that warm on her gentle skin
She is my of kin

I see a little of me everyday
I catch a little more moustache gray
Your mother is the only other for me
Little miss magic, you gonna be?

Sometimes I catch her dreamin' and wonder where little mind meanders
Is she strollin' along the shore or o'er the broad savannah
I know she'll learn to make up her own rhymes
she's gonna learn how to fly
Oh that I deny

I catch a more dialogue comin' my way
I see those big eyes just start to lookin' astray
Your mother's still the only other for me
Little miss magic, you gonna be?

Yes she loves to into town with the top down
Feel that warm breeze on her gentle
She is my of kin

Constantly amazed by the of the fan on the ceiling
Those clever little looks she gives just help but be appealing
I know someday she'll learn to make up her own
One day she's gonna how to fly
That I won't

I see a little of me everyday
I feel a little more moustache gray
Your still the only other woman for me
Little magic, what you gonna be?
Little miss magic, what you be?
miss magic, just can't wait to see

It's raining, it's
old man is snoring