Luyện nghe bài hát Hotdogs And Hamburgers

Drivin' on a dry summer's day
Old Route 66 and I was a kid
Met a little Indian girl
the way
Got her my car
And tried to her a kiss
I'll you beads and wampum
Whatever it takes, girl, to make you
She into the back seat
And she flipped her lid
She said you're tryin' to get for nothing
Like the in the olden days
We rode for a while till the sun went
And I it was sort of an honor
Bein' this girl
I felt
Of I tried to do earlier that day
She was the saddest girl I knew
She told me about the Indian nations
ANd how the White man stole their lives
And although she liked me
She could trust me
And when the sun up
We'd go our different

Now everybody has got the
Between and hamburgers
one of us has got to choose
Between right and
And up or holdin' on
So I dropped her off at some railroad crossing in
An old man was waiting there
He smiled and me
But he saw right me
I could tell he didn't me
For my he did not care
to him I was the White man
The one who sold him something that he owned
And it was like he'd been riding in the car right there us
And I felt of my acations
And the way the West was won
So I drove down the
Till I to Los Angeles
The town of the
The best this can do
I got down on my
And I asked for
I said, Lord, us for we know not what we do