Luyện nghe bài hát County Lines

You and me in the front
With a tank
A little cash
on the CD
No
A blast from the past
We push the pedal
to the West Coast
Girl the is clear
Yeah we lean the seats back
Do a road trippin' round here

'Cause you got them lips like
Southern drawl like
Gypsy that Joshua tree
Sweeter that Texas tea
Tan Pensacola
Heat when I hold ya
Taking me everywhere
We ain't crossed the line


Baby let my fingers


Yeah,

If it's a place than I been
Well I just
I swear
You is like a road map
Yeah, taking me everywhere
I need my hands on the wheel
I got both hands on you
Don't need the
When I can take the scenic

You've got that sweet home
Hips just Atlanta
Buzz Tennessee whiskey
When you put your on me
Cool like San
Don't no Winnebago
taking me everywhere tonight
We ain't the county line


Baby let my fingers

Girl let's keep the seats leaned
I'm loving every mile we
'Cause you got lips like California
drawl like Georgia
Gypsy like that tree
then that Texas tea
Tan Pensacola
Heat when I hold ya
me everywhere tonight
We ain't the county line


Baby let my fingers


We ain't cross the line

If a place that I ain't been
Well I been
Girl I
We ain't cross the county