Luyện nghe bài hát Lorry Driver

a man
Who knows exactly where goin
On the
With all your eighteen a' rollin

You deliver or sand
or or paint across the land
That's you do
What you do,

A man
You drive a wagon for a
Arrive on
Cos important when deliverin'

Bread or bikes or chairs
or sheds or beds or bears
what you do
What you do,

driver, lorry, lorry driver
You're a driver
Oh, driver, oh
You're a driver, mister

Horn, get out of
Horn, the way
Lorry driver, lorry
driver

Eating sausage and cornish pasties
crisps and jaffa
Drinking coffee and red bull
on your tacho breaks

You work
For days
on the road
You're a driver

behind the wheel
You drive from up to Aberdeen
Pull off at the
for diesel and magazine

You the Sun
And a saggy bum
can tell
You're a lorry

man
You crunch the miles to a dollar
It's a shame
You've got the of Rik Waller

You be on Slimfast
you spend your sat on your ass
But the way it is
The way it is

Off you go
You've had a kip and had your
And hung up
New centrefold of Lucy

You're the driver
fuelled by Yorkie bars and
the way you roll
The way you mister

Lorry driver, lorry, driver
a lorry driver
Oh, driver, oh
a lorry driver, mister

Horn, get out of
Horn, the way
Lorry driver, driver
driver

Eating sausage rolls and pasties
crisps and jaffa
Drinking and some Red Bull
on scheduled tacho breaks

You work
For several
Life on the
You're a lorry

behind the wheel
You drive from Devon up to
off at the services
for diesel and Nuts

You the Sun
And have a bum
Everyone can
You're a Lorry

Maybe if I didn't drive a truck for my
My wife would look Jordan rather than Pauline Quirke
And she a bit, a little bit

Lorry driver, lorry, driver
a lorry driver
Oh, driver, oh
You're a driver, mister

Horn, get out of
Horn, the way
Lorry driver, lorry
Lorry

Eating sausage rolls and cornish
crisps and cakes
Drinking coffee and some Red
on your scheduled breaks

You work
For several
on the road
You're a lorry

Live behind the
You drive Devon up to Aberdeen
Pull off at the
for diesel and Magazine

You the Sun
And a saggy bum
Everyone can
You're a Driver

sausage rolls and cornish pasties
crisps and jaffa
Drinking and some Red Bull
on scheduled tacho breaks

driver, lorry, lorry driver
You're a driver
Oh, driver, oh
You're a driver, mister