Luyện nghe bài hát Car Full Of Pain

I bought me an auto, an '81 Escort Wagon
Now the fan it be and the tail-pipe it be draggin'
I feel like a schlemiel, my fit for hangin'
I got to go to Check , 'bout the price I'll be hagglin'
I can't drive it home the muffler it be saggin'
Got a car full of

Satan's is my engine, Beelzebub's in my
Mephistopheles' at the wheel because I'm too gosh drunk
Baal's my and Lucifer's beside him
A demon's in the coolant, I got bats in the
This Escort an exorcism, Pan is to blame
Got a car full of

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

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

And now it purrs just like a kitten, it roars just 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 of slime, you smell and you suck
Your was a jackal, your mom's his sister's bitch
Got a car full of

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