Luyện nghe bài hát Frank

Frank was a contractor, who got up every
Skinin' and fixin' cars, his day was far from boring
up Ford, V-8 289
Running down those punks was on his mind

was a contractor
Is he after
Frank was a
Is he you?

Ford was wired for nitro, Canister sat in the
A ten inch slicks, ratchet shift, smoke, rubber in his tracks
Frank didn't like us, just to have some fun
Played our and he put us on the run

was a contractor
Is he you?
Frank was a
Is he you?

Frank started the beast, spewed from the trunk
Oil sprayed from the hood, that can of junk
The car swelled then exploded, flying the street
Frank slowly out, staggering to his feet

Frank was a
Is he after
was a contractor
Is he you?

So our ends with the psycho contractor guy
A moral of the is
If around, turn the music down
And you learn how to run fast

Frank was a
Is he you?