Luyện nghe bài hát Kicks

I don't get my kicks no from cake or lemonade
Bud I can't get no smokes or drinks
tell me that I'm underage

At sixteen years old I don't stand a
but on Saturday when I get to the
It's from life
Got to to boogaloo
I get my kicks from you

Summer's gone school's I feel so black inside
and regulations are a torture rack
Is there no for me left to hide?

At sixteen years old things gone too far
I be a movie rocker soccer star
But when around I know you'll treat me good
I get my from you

I of you at night
Do you really mean at all,
Or am I wasting my on you?

Those other guys are so much than me
I find it so to score
What's it like to know a girl
My imagination's not enough I gotta more

At sixteen old I get frightened at night
Presented with the truth I'm I take flight
But you're around I know you'll treat me good
I get my from you
I get my kicks you

*written by Bob
*taken from the self-titled debut "The Boomtown Rats"