Luyện nghe bài hát Big Car

I big cars,
Like the one sittin' in my Grandpa's yard.
He'll say: "they don't make 'em that no more,
"Not Pontiac, Cadillac, or Ford."
Big cars.
Yeah, I big cars.

She's got wall tyres and suicide doors,
And the hood, gotta four-fifty-four.
Well, don't make 'em like that no more,
Not since nineteen four.
Big cars.
Yeah, I big cars.

Well, the a little faded an' the seats are torn.
She was made, before I was born.
I remember I turned sixteen,
Learnin' how to drive up an' Main Street.
Big cars.
Yeah, I big cars.

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Well, the a little faded an' the seats are torn.
She was made, before I was born.
I remember I turned sixteen,
Learnin' how to up an' down Main Street.
Yeah, I big cars.

Cruisin' with my friends the Boulevard,
Drive-in movies, playin' guitar.
They make 'em like that no more,
Not Pontiac, Cadillac, or Ford.
Big cars.
Yeah, I big cars.

Cruisin' my friends down the Boulevard,
Drive-in movies, playin' guitar.
Big cars.
Yeah, I big cars.

They don't 'em like that no more,
Not Pontiac, Cadillac, or Ford.
Big cars.
Yeah, I big cars.

Big cars.
Yeah, I big cars.