Luyện nghe bài hát Chainsaw Charlie

Charlie got a chainsaw and a jar of

One way or another she will be
for a ride
The roses and the he wrote,
somehow they didn't win Samantha's
But she will be Charlie's, if he can only get
old Poulan to start
Been sittin' in the shed so long, the oil in the
has to sludge
yankin' on the cord all night but he can't get
the goddamn to budge
Samantha will be walking by just she
does night at 8
She's on the 10:05 tomorrow
morning be too late
Maybe the spark plug, or the gas he siphoned
his daddy's truck
But that Poulan cooperate, it looks like
might be out of luck
And here his Samantha whistling
and walking the street
One last pull - the fires up and true love's
rolling his feet
at Charlie and Samantha
another twisted modern tale
in a pickle jar somewhere
and growing old in jail
True love will make you and
of us don't
handle it too
now that old and rusty - it'll never cut
another piece of
yeah that Poulan's old and rusty, and it'll
cut piece of wood.