Luyện nghe bài hát I Miss the 70s

These days teens are all so classic understated bland
We lock up our yearbooks you young folks would not understand
Why we'd use Sun-in on our hair by evening it would look hell
Orange, brittle - hey who cared as long as it still well
I'd be lost my email still I miss a simpler time
When UHF was cutting-edge, the days when was no rewind

I miss the latch-hook rugs, the Dr. Sholl's the lame
I the days when we all thought Rod Stewart was resque
nights Mr. Rouarke with Triscuts, Spam and good spray cheese
Western culture hit bottom man I miss the '70s

One spring we planned our vacation we'd be Grand Canyon-bound
On the night before the big day my dad's Coupe Deville down
were not to be dissuaded, they set out with iron will
Four of us in my Pacer and my folks are married still
Patrick Duffy ruled Atlantis, Charlie's girls the law
We all prayed we grow up Farrah, we Kate Jacksons all

I miss the days of homeroom with Rise Krispie treats
I the heady smell of Enjoli and ditto sheets
The dark day that teh Dallas Cowboys the dolphins to their knees
Culture who needs culture? Man I miss the '70s