Luyện nghe bài hát Awol

Stormy eyed on the edge of
Nose pressed against the triple
Floor to ceiling, wall to
Silent streams both ways

Along the fussy drivers
Dream of Sunday
Of a sudden, seems I can
Face my self, no to lose

Call the bosses, call
be in today to work for you

E-mail that girl working nights
She can dress down for this wind and
Leave her new compact
Let cabbie take the strain

Take a shower, big espresso
to the hills, and take a view
Little dress stretching over
Hard peaks soft valleys too

Call the bosses, call for
Unfit to work for you

No wet excuses, absent without
I'll be her day driver, exotic engineer

eyed on the edge of night
December, eastern time afternoon
Atlantic city behind
Trump casino calls

burger, frazzled fries
End this romantic
Tomorrow morning's sweet
Could hardly to be as rude

Make the journey, make
some hasty overtime in lieu

No wet excuses, without leave
I was her day shift driver, engineer