Luyện nghe bài hát 7 September 2003

I was riding around with my friend.
It was the seventh of September; the day I surrendered.
Now fifteen 'til my birthday.
And he was talking about a girl he'd just met.
was her name? I can't remember.
Oh, but man she was a mover.
You have seen the way she danced.
Oh baby, please don't leave me here with awful people
I fear may help me become a man I regret.
And they say when you lose your love,
it's but you never forget.
Well, my cup runneth over with dreams and losing bets.

And if every man's an and you just don't look back,
oh, the stories say we'll tell.
Well, I tell too many stories, so I guess it's as well.
Oh, that bad news to yourself,
yeah, save it for else.
Yeah, baby, I do believe I'll never see your again.
Oh baby, I got somethin' to you.
These awful people don't know me as as you do.
I'll save my good for you.
And on the last of summer and I got you alone,
we talked until dawn I walked you home.
And I said baby, there's someone out for you
and he's saved his best side for you.