Luyện nghe bài hát Devil On The Radio

I've woken up in a
woken up in a bed
I've up in the county jail
let me tell you better off dead
if you knew, do do do do you now
100 miles an hour all the night, yo officer I'm being polite

Livin in Reno, staying in a motel
Got in a there with a man from louisville
and I let him win, yea yea yea let him win
He stunk more than a pound of swiss, all off for his little miss

I bought a pound of from a reknowned Sioux
He aint seen the TV since
and the truth, do do do do you dig
better tell him you want he hates the white man but money talks uh huh

I met a woman of LA
I ordered whiskey she ordered
and I paid, do do do do you me
kissin bourbon lips the more you drink the more you piss and miss

Devil comes the radio
my days are numbered, got 3 to go
and I know lying son-of-a-bitch
wants me to get my so my soul is his
Still do whatever till the day I die
Which be tomorrow, could be tonight
oh baby when I say that my love is
it don't mean I don't wanna you a song, but..

*..x3 minusing a day time and speeding up..*

Devil comes over the
my days are up, its time to go
and I know that dirty
is here to take me away this...