Luyện nghe bài hát Condor Ave

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

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

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

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

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

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

She took the Oldsmobile out past Condor
were running around the scene
Looking for some of clue

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

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

a shitty thing to say, did you really mean it?
You never said a word to me about passed between us
So now I'm leaving you
You can do whatever the you want to