Luyện nghe bài hát Friday the 13th

It was a left coast morning
And I myself planted outside
The Cap 'N'
Tipping back the
In order to calm my dancing
You see I don't play
The watchdog routine
Looking up and the street
But is the corner
A., my car and I
Were to meet

You see Joey The and I
Were out glasses last night
I got three sheets to an ill wind
Myself being in
Of a fine 5 Lincoln convert
Joey offered to skip me back to the
I awoke to a barren
And a started to chide
"Joey you off,
And got your ride!"

cats, they don't bother me
I in bad company
And I'm as the day is long
But my car, daddy
That's wrong

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

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

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

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

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