Luyện nghe bài hát Car Full Of Pain

I bought me an auto, an '81 Ford Wagon
Now the fan it be broke and the it be draggin'
I like a schlemiel, my mechanic's fit for hangin'
I got to go to Rust , 'bout the price I'll be hagglin'
I can't it home because the muffler it be saggin'
Got a car full of

Satan's is my engine, in my trunk
at the wheel because I'm too gosh darn drunk
Baal's my passenger and Lucifer's him
A demon's in the coolant, I got in the transmission
Escort needs an exorcism, Pan is to blame
Got a car of pain

I put a in my tank, I let a champ spark my gas
Now I got's a in the hood, a pain in the ass
I the seats are broken (Oh, no)
play us some blues on that harp
Blind Trevor!
[Insert Trevor's harmonica solo here]

Please, mister, take your blessed wrench
out this demon horde and replace the brimstone stench
With the smell of gasoline, a heavenly muffled
I'll worship you oh man, Mister Goodwrench even more
Let it run, let it run, let it run, oh God, let it run

And now it purrs like a kitten, it roars just like a lion (Roar!? What?)
I purrs just like a temple carved by the Mayans
Here comes the mechanic, oh no, how
Four hundred bucks, you piece of slime, you and you suck
Your father was a jackal, mom's his sister's bitch
Got a car full of

Yeah I got a car full of
I got a car of pain
I got a car of pain
Got a car full of
I got a car full of
I got a car of pain
Car full of, car full of, car of pain
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