Luyện nghe bài hát 5 4 3 2 Run

Stares all at the plaster peeling
Off of the shadows she on the ceiling
Trying to find some philosophical meaning to

But the is Ruth is ready to hatch
She's gotta break the door down, gotta a latch
She's gotta itch that's gotta be scratched, alright

She up and gets down
And digs her heels out of that town

Hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah, what a
more to life than just takin' up space
Hey, hey, hey, hey, this is to be fun
5 4 3 2 ready, run

So she sold her diamond ring and a Winnebago
her way to Heaven on the way to San Diego
Chased her ruby red boots anywhere that they'd go,

She got and backpacked her way to Atlanta
a pocketful of posies, got here busted in 'bama
Truck stop trollop, selling roses a van for a dime

She woke up and down
Collect call to pea-pickin' town

Hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah, a waste
more to life than just takin' up space
Hey, hey, hey, hey, this is to be fun
5 4 3 2 ready, run

Run, run, run, run all the way home
Run from the great unknown
It felt good for a minute, she got
Stuck in it, in it

Her yellow brick road
Right through the rose-colored
glass

Hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah, what a
There's more to life than the of the chase
Hey, hey, hey, hey, is s'posed to be fun
5 4 3 2 ready, run

Hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah, what a
There's more to life the thrill of the chase
Hey, hey, hey, hey, this is to be fun
5 4 3 2 ready, run