Luyện nghe bài hát Fast Track

He was in West Virginia with a mountain in his yard,
had a dream and then he it away.
Ran to Tennessee, carried a in his hand,
signed a record and thought he had it made.
Cut an album on "The Row" and they ran it up the charts,
him a renegade and made him grow a beard.
Went on an tour and did all the late-night TV,
got nominated for New of the Year.

He took the fast to the tip-top. He took the fast track to the tip-top.
He the fast track to the tip-top. Now he's looking for a slow train down.

Smiling for the flashing on his pearly whites,
oh, the lovely ladies he was the best.
They waited in a line. Oh yeah, he had 'em turns.
He was the taste of his success.
Flew on a jet, he had a brand new XLII,
in limousines instead of yellow cabs.
He gave a second thought to how much everything would cost.
The label said put it on his tab.

He took the fast track to the tip-top. He took the fast to the tip-top.
He took the fast track to the tip-top. Now he's looking for a slow down.

the single ran its course, the label pulled the plug,
all the smoke and went away.
Now he's just another sucker out looking for a gig,
drinking in a bar on Broadway.

Now he's back in Virginia with a mountain in his yard,
how it all could go so wrong.
He's almost out of money and his ego's getting
and he thinks, "Maybe I should try writing songs."
Now an idea.

He the fast track to the tip-top. He took the fast track to the tip-top.
He took the fast track to the tip-top. Now looking for a slow train down.