Luyện nghe bài hát Awol

Stormy eyed on the of dawn
Nose pressed the triple glaze
to ceiling, wall to wall
Silent traffic streams ways

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

Call the bosses, call
Won't be in today to for you

E-mail that girl who's working
She can dress for this wind and rain
Leave her new compact
Let some cabbie take the

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

the bosses, call for nurses
Unfit to work for you

No wet excuses, absent leave
I'll be her day driver, exotic engineer

Stormy on the edge of night
December, eastern time afternoon
Atlantic city behind
Trump calls pontoon

Gristle burger, fries
End this interlude
Tomorrow sweet awakening
Could prove to be as rude

Make the journey, amends
Work some hasty in lieu

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