Luyện nghe bài hát Friday the 13th

It was a fine coast morning
And I found myself planted
The Cap 'N'
Tipping back the
In order to my dancing hands
You see I usually don't
The tied-up routine
up and down the street
But this is the
A., my car and I
Were to meet

You see Joey The and I
Were out clinkin' glasses last
I got three sheets to an ill wind
Myself in possession
Of a Double 5 Lincoln convert
Joey offered to me back to the crib
I awoke to a driveway
And a started to chide
"Joey you off,
And he's got ride!"

cats, they don't bother me
I smile in bad
And I'm cool as the day is
But takin' my car,
dead wrong

It was now
And up scuffles The Shoe
A real hot air merchant way back
I about Joey A.
And my Lincoln
Mr. B.S. beat his gums
And to me,
"Joe's the short,
da oil
He'll be by three."

So the little hand three
And who appear
But a cat named Geronimo
An cat
In the business

He said, "Joey knocked over a
And is low for a few,
But in your trunk he left you some
A of rye and a case of Slim Jim's
For masticating pleasure

Now ten p.m. me
Hot as a zippo
Rosie appears
On her motivated
Nightly exercise
I asked the
Of the thief in question
And she me that amphetamine stare
And said, "Joey A.?
I just got out of his
On Way."

I
"Kill Joey A.!" when the bar keep out
To simmer my boil
He said, "Joey A. called on the blower,
He you better skip town,
the cops got your ride.
You're for solicitation,
-- you owe him one,
And the scather." He said,
"And another cat,
ask me for
favors!"