Luyện nghe bài hát School Boy Heart

[transcribed by w]
boy heart
By: jimmy buffett & matt

I got a boy heart, a novelist eye
Stout sailor's and a license to fly
I came with nomad feet and wandering toes
That walk up my longboard and hang off the

I
The need to focus never
So like a swiss army knife
my life
Frankenstein had nothing on this of mine
The villagers still to see, to see me
Breaking free, breaking

Cause I got a school boy heart, a eye
Stout legs and a license to fly
I got a ear and beachcomber's style
Piratical nerve and a vaudevillian

I suspect I died in some cosmic
all hands spread all over the deck
What the
Then some of obscene and unscrupulous mind
Began to pick up what he could
ice, shook me twice, rolled the dice

Now I got a boy heart, a novelist eye
A legs and a license to fly
I got a native tongue way down south
It sits in the cheek of my gulf mouth

I got a boy heart, a novelist eye
Stout sailor's and a license to fly
I came with nomad feet and wandering toes
That glide up my and hang off the nose

[in case there's any interest, right banana wind, jimmy sez
"meetcha at the end at the end".]