Luyện nghe bài hát Condor Ave

She took the Oldsmobile out past Condor
She locked the car an' slipped past rhythmic quietude
Lights burning, voice dry and

I threw the screen like a bastard back and forth
The chimes fell over each other, I fell onto my
Sound of the car driving off me feel diseased

A sick shouting you hear at the fairground
Now I'm picking up to put anything of yours that's still around
I don't know to do with your clothes or your letters
It'll make a out of you

She took the Oldsmobile out past Avenue
The fairground's lit, a drunk man
By the gate she's through

Got his hat bottle back in between his teeth
Looks like he's buried in the at the beach
I can't think about you off to leave barely awake
To take a little nap the road is straight

I wish that car had never been
They took away the and the hat he was under
That's the one that he could never do
And make a whisper out of you

She took the Oldsmobile out past Avenue
Cops were around the scene
Looking for some kind of

They never get when a moth gets crushed
Unless a light really loved him very much
I'm down, blowing smoke from my cigarette
Little whisper signs that you'll never get

You're in your Oldsmobile driving by the
Headlights bright ahead of you
And someone's burning out on Condor
to make a whisper out of you

What a shitty thing to say, did you really it?
You never said a word to me what passed between us
So now I'm you alone
You can do the hell you want to