Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Kill Saturday Night

Every dollar I make is a I owe
And a forty hour week leaves ten to
But every game in town is just a nickel and dime
And the sun goes down, it feels like the last time

Down on the drag we ride, the engine's open
If there's a fire inside, the one thing goin'

got the Mustang loaded, I've got a wrong to right
I got a little red bullet, let's kill Saturday
Knock it out of its misery nail that coffin
High livin', that's history, let's kill Saturday

Well, the little lot is a prince's life
A prince with the lousy job; a prince a workin' wife
Something in the big frame moved, it never was so
To keep a twenty-inch tube and a in yard

Give me one night with the moon high and the poundin'
And brother town is gonna go down kickin' and shoutin'

I've got the Mustang loaded, got a wrong to right
I got a little red bullet, let's kill Saturday
it out of its misery, nail that coffin tight
High livin', that's history, let's kill night, hey

I got the Mustang loaded, I've got a wrong to
I got a red bullet, let's kill Saturday night
Knock it out of its misery, nail that tight
High livin', that's history, let's kill Saturday

Let's kill Saturday