Luyện nghe bài hát Indiana Lana

Indiana Lana was a out of Gary, Indiana.
Never was a runner who could beat the of Indiana Lana.
she was only one,
She up and began to run.
She ran the apple tree,
you couldnt even see a blur.
Now, get her!

Soon the baby was the dinner table talk of Indiana,
Our champion!
Oh baby, how she could ground,

Quicker a rabbit , with a habit
Of every car in Indiana.
Way to go, Lana!
How that girl ran around.

Once she movin,
Couldnt stop.
She raced her pickup truck
To the bait and shop.
The all found it funny,
Till it their pride
To see that squirt everybodys ride.

High brought her Track and Field,
And though always fly,
never quite appealed,
And Lana told me

Pontiacs and
really more her speed.
She horsepower at her heels
To in her lead.

One day, at the end of May,
She up to Thunder Bay,
Then it might be fun
To run to Indianapolis Town.

Got to the
there was a race,
the speedway,
the lead, hey,
I jive,
She won the Five.

Indiana was a runner out of Gary, Indiana.
Never was a Hummer who beat the time of Indiana Lana.
She yelled place or bust!
Then those race cars eat her dust.
She ran the track, and back
the track, and back around the track.
You go, girl!

Who began again to be the dinner table of Indiana?
Our champion!
Oh baby, how she cover ground,

Quicker than a rabbit, a habit
Of passing car in Indiana.
Way to go, Lana!
How little girl ran a-
How little girl,
How little girl,
How that girl ran around!