Luyện nghe bài hát Eat Starch Mom

He's an American boy
And he loves his
No back-talk a machine
When was the last time a set
Gave you shit about who you met last
No machine

If your doesn't turn over smooth for you
You feed it right
it a little grease
Give it a gas

Drive on through the night
Man-made mechanical
your machine
You say nothing's but natural things
Ah, you
oak is a natural plant

Why don't you put in your food?
food
I don't care if there's in it
As as my lettuce is crisp

Preservatives just be preserving you
I that's something you missed
Ya you it
Man-made mover
I love his
He's an American boy
And I love his

Smooth steel
your engine warm and wet
Be friendly to steel
Feed it right, your pet
get behind the wheel
Put a little in the old Corvette

Then it a feel
moving steel, give it a feel
Man-made mechanical
It'll move faster you can
lover