Luyện nghe bài hát Condor Ave

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

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

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

She the Oldsmobile out past Condor Avenue
The fairground's lit, a man sits
By the gate driving through

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

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

She took the out past Condor Avenue
Cops running around the scene
Looking for some of clue

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

You're in your Oldsmobile by the moon
Headlights burning ahead of you
And burning out on Condor Avenue
Trying to make a out of you

What a shitty thing to say, did you mean it?
You said a word to me about what passed between us
So now I'm leaving you
You can do whatever the you want to