Luyện nghe bài hát Blow 'Em Away

morning, I commute.
Mild-mannered man. In a suit.
When I wanna home at the end of my day
There's all these cars stacked up in my way.
I pull up one
out my pistol
And 'em away

When I'm my car I wanna go fast
But this slow car, won't let me pass
I my lights. I honk my horn.
Well.... I have to him warned.
I pull up him
Pull out my
And blow 'em

Jesse behind the wheel
It's high noon in my
You me crazy,
You call me
Yeah, I got to get to where I'm going to

Son of a bitch, he cut me off.
whole lanes he pulled across
Made me mad. me swerve.
Son of a bitch got he deserved.
I up behind him
Pulled out my
And 'em away.

Oh,
Motorcycle, is between
He's lanes, if you know what I mean
cuttin' in line that's an act of war
I saw him comin'. I my door.
him over
Pulled out my
And blew 'em

James behind the wheel
It's high noon in my
You me crazy,
You me sick
Yeah, I got to get to I'm going to quick

Little ol' lady, her heart.
She's her poodle 'cross the boulevard.
It was wearin' a red knit sweater, little hat
Probably named "Fifi" or somethin' stupid that!
I said, "Here Fifi"
out my pistol
And it away.

..............................................

Chuck