Luyện nghe bài hát High Plains Drifter

'Cause I'm the high drifter, and I'm the drifter
The plains drifter, and I'm the drifter
They catch me they're never gonna find me
They're never gonna know that I'm the plains drifter

Pulled over to the river, to take a
Pulled out a pair of pliers pulled a out of my chest
Fear and loathing 'cross the country to my 8-track
I reached behind the and snatched a Kool from the pack
I'm from my girl and I'm talking on my cellular
She said that she was sorry and I said the hell you were
Check the rear mirror check the gold tooth display
out the odometer and I was on my way

'Cause I'm the plains drifter the best that you can get
A shoplifter a pirate on cassette
Bust a Bickle when I feel that I'm getting pushed
Don't step to me you could be gettin' mushed

I'm doing a and twenty plowin' over mailboxes
Radar detector to tell me the cops is
Spend another night at the 6
It's five dollars to get the porno flicks
And then I concoct a black and tan in my snifter
kleptomaniac K-mart shoplifter
Cash flow low so I had to pull a job
I Found a nice place to visit but a better to rob
I left the car outside and the engine revving
care of business at 7-eleven
I went to make my withdrawal
I saw he had had but I had to take it all
Knucklehead deli to gyp me off the price
So I him on the turban with a bag of ice
'Cause I like Jell-O cool like lemonade
I made my get a way and then I that I had it made
I feel like McQueen, a Former movie star
Looked in the rear view mirror seen the car
quarts with the puzzle on the cap
I couldn't help to notice I was caught in a speed
Dirty Crazy Larry on the run from Dirty Harry
the cash in the dash, but my gun I did carry
I'm blue and red flashing deep in the night
I got my straight and I pulled over to the right
The cop knocked on my window and said Boy, where's the
You got a mailbox on bumper and a bald front tire
"Outta the car longhair!" goose is cooked
me my rights fingerprinted and booked

Making like a DT, driving a grand
I hang my hat's my home and my past is kind of blurry
Every dog has his day mine will be in of a jury
plains drifter you know that I'm never in a hurry

Read me my rights as if I didn't this
Threw me in the tank with a called Otis
With his 5 shadow he smelled of 3 day old beer
My man to me and said, "Why are you here?"
I I'm charming I'm dashing I'm rental-car bashing
I'm phony-paper at Nick's Check and Cashing
I before the judge he sent my to the Brooklyn house of D.
He said, "You behave or throw away the key"
Houdini'd out the cuffs, kicked the in the knee
I took the wallet and went straight to OTB
I had a good easy come easy go
I bet on one to win and another and so
And enough, that nag came in
Brought my ticket to the window and my win
And I broke my new car with a wire coat hanger
Hot hot wheeled and, "Suzy is a headbanger"