Luyện nghe bài hát Car Full Of Pain

I me an auto, an '81 Ford Escort Wagon
Now the fan it be broke and the it be draggin'
I feel like a schlemiel, my mechanic's fit for
I got to go to Rust Check , 'bout the I'll be hagglin'
I drive it home because the muffler it be saggin'
Got a car of pain

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

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

Please, please mister, take your wrench
out this demon horde and replace the brimstone stench
With the smell of gasoline, a muffled roar
worship 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 just like a lion (Roar!? What?)
I purrs just like a golden carved by the Mayans
Here the mechanic, oh no, how much?
hundred bucks, you piece of slime, you smell 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 full of
Got a car full of
I got a car full of
I got a car full of
Car full of, car of, car full of pain
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