Luyện nghe bài hát From the Backseat

We were burning in a '94
Three deep into South Dakota
I was working on a lukewarm Cola
In the dog days of

And my dad was a Superman stick driver
Stay at home Louis Lane him
Kissing to the of the billboard signs
As went blurring by
Even when he would to pull over
He took his hand off of her shoulder

You can see for
You can reach the
Sit back and smile from the front
You can the sun
You can feel the hum of the
Underneath feet
you're sitting shotgun
You pretty and free
But you learn to love the backseat

So blink one day and I'm rolling
With a part job and blue pom-poms
Like every day's a knock off Mellowcamp
With his hand right on my

And we made the age old prom-night
Put the right where I want it
We found a road with on it
And we stop to think
And I care when he killed the motor
Shut off the and we climbed over

You can see for
You can reach the
Sit back and smile the front seat
You can the sun
You can feel the hum of the
your feet
When you're sitting
You seem pretty and
But you learn to love the backseat

Up I see it clear
the rear-view
It's good to the backseat
you get to

You can see for
You can reach the
Sit back and from the front seat
You can the sun
You can the hum of the axles
Underneath your
you're sitting shotgun
You seem pretty and
But you learn to

You can see for
You can the dials
Sit back and from the front seat
You can the sun
You can the hum of the axles
Underneath your
you're sitting shotgun
You seem and free
But you learn to love from the

We were in a '94 Corolla
Three deep into South Dakota
I was working on a lukewarm Coca