Luyện nghe bài hát Awol

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

Along the freeway 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 who's nights
She can dress down for this wind and
Leave her new Korean
Let some take the strain

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

the bosses, call for nurses
Unfit to work for you

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

Stormy eyed on the of night
December, eastern time late
Atlantic city behind
Trump casino calls

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

Make the journey, amends
Work some hasty overtime in

No wet excuses, absent leave
I was her day shift driver, exotic