Luyện nghe bài hát Condor Ave

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

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

A sick like you hear at the fairground
Now I'm picking up to put away of yours that's still around
I know what to do with your clothes or your letters
make a whisper 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 tipped bottle in between his teeth
Looks he's buried in the sand at the beach
I can't think about you driving off to leave awake
To take a little nap the road is straight

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

She the Oldsmobile out past Condor Avenue
were running around the scene
Looking for some kind of

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

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

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