Luyện nghe bài hát Lewis And Clark

(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Davis)

Now Arnold Jones an' MaryBeth Jensen's in a 'Vette down by the Rock
Had Denver on the 8-track, gettin' high
MaryBeth's wig was on the
An' Arnold's was out the door
When we shined our flashlight in startled eyes
I says "What chew doin'
Don't chew that's against the law?
We just gonna hafta get this under control
Now my is Fairweather Lewis an' this here's Willard Clark
We the Pottawattamie County Patrol."

Then two hippies in a Chevy's puffin' grass an' wine
'Bout fourteen mile south-east a' Bluffs
They's passin' 'round the
When we caught 'em our flashlight
An' Willard's hairy applied the cuffs.
I says, "Boys you got some
You herb-i-cide.
We gonna hafta get this situation under control
'Cause I'm Fairweather Lewis, an' here's Willard Clark
We the Pottawattamie County Patrol."

Then we spied ol' Marvin Kline south on twenty-nine
Like a auto ac-cessory store on wheels
His trunk was full a' hub
An' his back seat full a'
When we picked him up and him spread his heels
I says, "Hands the wall, boy
You allowed t' make one
We just gonna hafta get situation under control
Cause, see, I'm Fairweather Lewis, an' here's Willard Clark
We the Pottawattamie Rip-off Patrol."

Then Orval Hinkle left the Go-Go on his brand-new motor-sickle
Runnin' stop-lights, raisin' hell an' causin'
His brain was doin'
An' his blood was three-two
When we him in his driveway at his residence
I says, "Orval, in trouble boy
But if you'll blow this here up
We gonna get your situation under
Now I'm Captain Fairweather Lewis an' this here's Willard
We the Pottawattamie Juice Patrol."

Then we's passin' by the Dew Drop Inn when he heard this woman
So we pulled on in an' parked an' got the out
Well we bashed on through the into unit seventeen
twenty-eight folks in there without no clothes on.
I "Everbody up against the wall; show us yer identification.
We just gonna definitely get this under control
'Cause my name is Fairweather Lewis, an' this here's Clark
We the County Sin Patrol."

C'mon, Willard, let's go sneakin' 'round in the dark some more, never know what yer find.