Luyện nghe bài hát Diamonds On My Windshield

Diamonds on my
Tears from
Pullin' in on the Interstate
Pullin' a steel in the rain

Wind my cheek
Through the
Fast flyin' freeway
It makes me sing

Duster tryin' to change my
up fast on the right
Rollin'
Twenty-four moon

Wisconsin hiker a cue-ball head
Wishin' he's home in a bed
Fifteen feet of in the East
Colder than a well ass

And it ends the ride
San Clemente up
desperadoes slip by
Check station close and you by with a dry back

Orange drive-in the billin'
Theater's to the brim
Slave girls and hot
full of sin

Metropolitan
Interchange and
Fly-by-nights from
Black and white planes out of state, runnin' a late

Sailors jockey for the lane
One O one don't it
Rollin' and concrete fields
line on your mind

The go east and the fives go north
And the merging back and forth
You see your sign, you the line
with a blink

Radio's gone off the air and it you time to think
Ease it out and you creep
In a lights froze out
the rumble as you fumble for a cigarette

Blazin' through neon jungle
Remember someone you met
And one more block, the talks in whispers,"Home at last"
Whispers, whispers, whispers, "Home at last, at last"