Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Raisin' Heat Of The Summer

(verse 1)
Well, Duke, Peek a boo
I might've a thing or two
on a friday joy ride
out on the county line
racing 'til the blue lights chase us
and we scatter like sparks a black cat fuse
bridge where we spray paint Skynyrd
and the gold glimmer in the cinnamon booze

(Chorus)
We were living every minute of the
there might never be another
We were runnin' all the lights,
we were learning to fly a little tail gunner
If there was to burn, we were burnin' it
with a curve, we were turning it
just wildfires out under,
the hell heat of the summer

(verse 2)
on the alpine
bust a cap on a sign
a back seat butterfly
grown angel that'll get you high

(Chorus)

Yeah I see it clearer in the rearview
then I ever did lookin' out the hood,
man we had some damn good times
and I hope everybody's doin' good

(Chorus)
The Hell raisin' heat of the
The Hell heat of the summer