Luyện nghe bài hát Older Lover

words by jason mraz & quirolo
by jason mraz
Well an old goes mind your manners,
your mother
And a man can a lover
who is tan and undercover.
Well she might lie her age,
but I got no complaints.

Well she can be as and as foolish as she wants to be
her old school ways are practical. Technicalities are perfectly sane.
I'm saying I ain't never a saint.

I met her at an old cop bar in silverlake,
Where we joked about the give and we joked the take.
And when asked for identification
I knew probably was a fake.

She's just another older undercover.
She's just another old-school undercover.

She's wearing that thin disguise, apologize.
your birthday suit suits you.
Ooh, it suits me too. It's one hell of a costume
I can't find the zipper on your back,
it's attached to the breach of your ass-crack.

(Vocal improvisation)
Burr, cold in here.
(Vocal improvisation)
But you it hot, dear.

a sip of coffee and grapefruit juice,
Glass coke, of wine just to keep it loose.
Oh the things you say and do, yeah,
Or the way you groove to the music.
I the Who and the Velvet Underground old sounds
Like indie rock, spock rock, you've found
In the backseat of your brown, bruised beat up BMW.

I said down with the downtown.
Down. I dig the old sounds.
Down the old lady, now.

You're another older lover. And you're undercover.

Are you wearing thin disguise?
apologize.
Your birthday you.
Oh, it suits me, too.
one hell of a costume.
I can't find the zipper on your back.
Perhaps attached to the breach of your ass-crack.

(Vocal improvisation)

Any melodramatic is just a garment of the soul.
I respect your nakedness and the way that you
say
the way your told.

You're just another lover.
And undercover.