Luyện nghe bài hát Chicago

I'm heading to Mexico
In a stolen car Chicago
and I don't think ever make it back

They claimed I shot a man up
in a bar, smoke in the air
But I've even met that man before

Don't runaway, got bills to pay
And a family to from the law
But I move on or else I'm gone
My family be fine without me here
don't need me anymore

I read the apathy
and drank Charles Bukowski
But lived a life on the run

Oh scary here on my own
Fleeing on the open road
I I make it out alive

I made it to the
A of fame
A half a of gas to my name

A family in the
I never forget
But I think they even know my name